It started with an idle minute, browsing a souvenir shop while waiting to eat dinner in Argeles-Gazoste centre the night of Race Day. A plastic-laminated place mat caught Rich’s eye.
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| The Placemat |
Further study led Rich to exclaim, “Look at that picture!! This place is a World Heritage Site! It’s the Yosemite of the Pyrenees! We should go there tomorrow!”
The store’s map section was nearby, which confirmed that “Yosemite” was within cycling range of Arzeles, and thus was born a plan to bag the Hautacam climb and seek adventure in an unknown part of the Pyrenees (unkown only to us, of course). The destination town was Gavarnie, 4,900 ft. elevation, near the Spanish border, from which a small road went up 8 km and 3,500 vert. ft.to Port de Boucharo and Cirque de Gavarnie (an amphitheatre of mountains).
By the time we finished our pasta, 5 of us were convinced. It was a pre-determined rest day for me but it seemed like a good diversion, riding the SAG wagon and chasing my friends through majestic scenery.
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