So living here all year round, where do ‘we’ go for a quick break- where do we have our holidays?
One of the best options, at any time of year, is down to the Pyrenees. In just three hours, in the car and across the wonderful rolling Gascony countryside, we can be in the heart of the Pyrenees. Obviously many people go down this way in the winter for the skiing. Pick your moment and off you go – hit the best of the weather and have the best of times.
We went down at the end of September not for the snow but for the wonderful autumn sunshine and for the cycling. Bob as many of you will know is a mad keen cyclist and ‘he’ loves nothing more than attacking some of the eye-watering Pyrenean Mountain ‘cols’. You have cows with their bells, old shepherd huts – stunning water-falls and streams of ice-cold, clear water and of course those magnificent views.
It’s calm and peaceful and the oxygen levels are high. There are hidden away valleys offering the sort of scenery that thankfully remains private and feels personal. Picnics are a must under the late season sunshine and by reviving running water and then in the evening and back to the villages – as the inevitable fondue awaits.
The land that covers the tops of the hills – a little Spanish, a little French and most of all an awful lot of what life is all about.