AT last, a bicycle ride
In exchange for a tumble dryer mission that took us to a stunning industrial village in Salanches, we were able to borrow some incredibly good bicycles from our bosses to bosh around the forest with for the rest of our time here. The afternoon was hot, and before we knew it we were burning the tarmac with over enthusiastic revolutions. We hit the top end of the Lavancher hills in search for the clambering Meg + Stani, with great anticipation that we would receive our first introduction to the wondrous world of climbing. Panting up rock clad mountain paths it was time to get the directions of their whereabouts out : "um, um, think they're still at the flat" I mumbled in sheepish realisation that I'd done a silly thing. "how hard can it be to find them, though, huh?" we agreed in hope. "M E E E E E G G G G G G G G G G !" I howled, disturbing all sorts of poor resting wildlife from their sleepy afternoon haze. With the echoing bouncing off all the rock faces, we were sure to find them... Until we realised the vastness of our surroundings and the increasingly steepening narrowing path we were now pushing the bicycles up with all our might, it soon seemed like a lost cause. After scribbling a note on a van we thought might be theirs that read something like; sorry, we're shit. We can't find you. We'll go riding. Meet you for après-climb bieres? It was time to take on the valley. Boompting through streams + muddy puddles + targeting the rockiest areas, the slick suspension quickly set in, with splatterings of mud satisfyingly enveloping its way onto our rhythmically ravaging ravishing limbs, that were getting more excited by the minute at the velo adventuring voyage. Beaming buoyant Bonjours at everyone we passed, I suddenly couldn't choose what was the more invigorating pleasure : the stampeding of the pristine flat white slopes high up in the sky, or the filthy fumbling muddy madness of the valley, surrounded by barky smells + splattered sunshine penetrating the moss floor.. Why decide- just be grateful that such extensive joys exist in this world.
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