Continued….
Leaving my haven at Rennes-Les-Bains the next day I nervously set off and upwards towards Bugarach, from there to join the D7/D10 to face the infamous Gorges de Galamus.
These gorges offer the intrepid walker, cyclist or driver the chance to tackle a few adrenalin-filled kilometres of single track road carved out of the cliffs, bordered with low side walls one side and a terrifying drop to the river far, far below. Continue reading
Cycling in a skirt 