We wanted to ride the Col du Soulor and the Col d’Aubisque but we were totally socked in with heavy fog. We did make it to the top of the Col Du Soulor, however. Along the way passing a cycle-tourist who was passing the time by doing push-ups in the middle of the road, smoking a cigarette, whilst waiting for his slower (and younger) mates. Hard core. You meet all types on these adventures.

I had read that there were wild horses on the mountain. There were!

Between the truncated ride and the start of the TdF, we sacked a castle.

Donjon des Aigles in Beaucens, France.