Km 3558 to km 3715, Courmayeur (Italy) to Refuge des Drayères, GR57 (France).
Day 106
07/08/2022 – 36km
I spent most of the day following the Tour Du Mont Blanc. As before, very busy.
Today also marked another country finished as I crossed from Italy into France. Time to dust off my french and put on the thickest accent I can muster.
Day 107
08/08/2022 – 40km
I was up at a pass just as the sun was rising on Mont Blanc, and had beautiful clear views in both directions.
It was a hot day, but I was pleasantly surprised to find a small supermarket en route that I didn’t know about where I could fill up on snacks (I downed a litre of banana juice before leaving).
I’m now in Parc National de la Vanoise, so camping is more restrictive, but I can set up by the huts after 7pm.
Day 108
09/08/2022 – 51km
Despite having been passed some amazing mountains recently, I think today was one of my favourite days in a while. Just some really beautiful big open mountain valleys. Perhaps it’s because there’s less ski infrastructure in the national park.
It was also a big distance day, as you can see. There was a lot less elevation gain and loss than I’ve been used to recently. Rather than having to descend all the way into a valley, then climb back out, generally I stayed higher.
In the late afternoon I saw a lot of vultures, which I think I’ve never seen in Europe before. They’re very impressive birds, and not a little ominous as they circle overhead.
Day 109
10/08/2022 – 40km
I went a bit easier today (although I did still have to go to the valley floor then all the way back up to a high pass). I took a longer break in town to arrange a few things.
This morning I ran out of food, and had almost nothing to eat for the first 16km (until reaching a town). I think at the supermarket I overcorrected and am now carrying too much food. I’ll do my best to overeat.
I was top of the class in French at school Ben, if you need some tips. Your Dad will confirm!
Also, it is now 18 years since Olly and I stood on top of Mont Blanc. Seems an age ago now.
I remember dad going off to Mont Blanc, but perhaps my mental timeline must be off. I thought it was 20 years ago (when I was 8 or 9).
You are right it was 2002, when we were 40. I was thinking of another event in 2004.