GR5 Day 13 - Beauty Before The Storm
Refuge De La Leisse - Pralognan
Today was an absolutely stunning days walk across the heart of the Vaniose national park, we were like little tiny ants dwarfed by mountains. A fairly steep climb ( no surprise there then ) led to a mountain top valley with streams and glaciers, deep turquoise lakes, all breathtaking and not just because of the climb.
We passed through one area of the walk where people have built hundreds of rock sculptures, balancing various rocks on top of each other, to form quirky shapes and even people.
Lunch was spent watching a rockfall and the descent was just as spectacular walking across the middle of lakes and scree slopes, until we left the national park and descended into ski resort territory.
An early finish had us excited at the prospect of a night in the sun relaxing maybe a bbq and a few beers.
So at the moment we are in our little tiny tent in a massive thunderstorm. We are having an interesting debate on whether we should leave the tent and go to the nice solid building with walls and a roof ( my choice ) or just sit here and not touch anything metal ( Jacs ) now I'm not sure if touching a metal can of beer whilst sitting on a rubber mat cancels each other out or not, but I still think it's sensible to move towards a building. Jac doesn't want frizzy hair in the rain so is still refusing to move, I am of the believe that if we don't move she will have more than frizzy hair ...
To counteract my desire to shift she has put on some Frank Sinatra on the phone to drown out the thunder, and is going to cook a can of cassoulet for tea instead, so it appears we are having a date night or it might be our last supper.
For someone that was beside themselves with worry a mere 24 hours ago camping in a national park she seems remarkable laid back about the prospect of us both being fried in a tent.
So in case this is our last post we had a fantastic holiday walking through the mountains we felt like tiny insignificant specs on a path, which is what perhaps we will end up like in this tent as that thunder is getting louder, but then again dinner does smell good.
Things you shouldn't do:
Stay in a tent in a thunderstorm .... Enough said
Walk past a perfectly good chair lift down the mountain and instead spend 2 hours of knee battering, toe bruising and shoulder trauma to get to the same spot that would have taken you a matter of minutes to get to in comfort.
Take the chair lift people your limbs will thankyou.
PS It's been 4 hours now of thunderstorms and the rain has been bouncing of the tent, it is that loud that you can't hear each other speak, unfortunately the tent is now leaking and letting in quite a bit of water :( so we are marooned on our air beds and hopefully they float :).