Wetter than an otters pockets, and that isn’t the lakes of Como and Garda. The skies had looked ominous over Mont Blanc the night before but shortly after packing up the tent the heavens opened and it was coming down in rods with an added bonus of hail stones which sent me ducking for cover. […]Read more "Como To Cosmic Connections"
Slightly sunburn and relatively refreshed it was time for France Pt. Deux, this time destination all things Alpine. Back over the Pyrenees and I made it to the Med for sunset, but hidden behind the clouds. After failing to find a camp I holed up a big gay pink paradise hotel in Port La Nouvelle, or […]Read more "Alpine Adventures"