This is where we were headed, just outside Gavarnie. To the right of this shot, at the top of the mountains is the Breche de Roland and the doorway into Spain. This end of the valley is called the Cirque de Gavarnie.
The Cirque again, but more of a view of the valley leading up to it. It was really green and lush then at the base of the cirque still covered with snow and ice.
Julian, fulled packed and wearing the hat he eventually lost.
Me, the cirque and the ice cold mountain stream gushing passed me. Little did I know at this stage what was in store.
Setting off for the cirque and the breche. This was after we bought supplies in Gavarnie. A bag of jelly sweets, a bottle of whiskie and several salami sticks. The salami was bought off some dodge french bloke who tried to rip us off. After we had picked out the ones we wanted he ended up putting some old rank offcuts into a bag and gave them to us. Lucky we found them before we went up the mountain.
The Cirque again, but more of a view of the valley leading up to it. It was really green and lush then at the base of the cirque still covered with snow and ice.
Julian, fulled packed and wearing the hat he eventually lost.
Me, the cirque and the ice cold mountain stream gushing passed me. Little did I know at this stage what was in store.
Setting off for the cirque and the breche. This was after we bought supplies in Gavarnie. A bag of jelly sweets, a bottle of whiskie and several salami sticks. The salami was bought off some dodge french bloke who tried to rip us off. After we had picked out the ones we wanted he ended up putting some old rank offcuts into a bag and gave them to us. Lucky we found them before we went up the mountain.
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