Poor old Giant has been bagged so many times that it falls to pieces of its own accord now. A wheel was bent - but luckily on the way home, rather than out.
Dullest little villages surrounded by summer meadows. Also, in contrast to last year, it's not raining.
Climbing d'Izoard
Woohoo!
Pain Francois apres Pain Anglais.
Saint-Veran, highest village in Europe.
Steve returned to this fountain quite a few times.
Watch out for closed snow barriers on the way down.
Van almost big enough.
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