Sunny but in a fog

The weather predictions were wrong and I woke up outside of Bourg d'Oisans to a sunny morning. My body still thinks it is 3am and I'm looking forward to getting on the bike and moving the legs and feeling fresh air in the face. Here is what I saw stepping out the front door:



I took a local bus from Grenoble last night, stopping every few minutes. The regular local passengers didn't seem to notice the spectacular scenery on the way. Soaring mountains, narrow valleys with rushing streams - just beautiful. I'd forgotten just how steep and high the mountains were. It will be a challenge.

Time to get moving.