Breakfast at the Priory .....Hmm, I have a strange urge to shove a croissant down my neck. 

Ready for the down ..... 

Phil was already thinking about the route to the next Boulangerie. 

I hope those clouds lift soon. 

A moody day in the gorge. 

Smiling and grimacing ... there is a long way to go from here and it isn't getting any warmer. 

Not the worst way to spend a week. 

The mime artist tried to attract their attention, but Roger and Phil were engrossed in their menus. 

Surprisingly, we found somewhere to serve us lunch in Autrans. 

The main parade in Autrans ...... strangely empty. 

Lovely little fountain in Autrans - about the only thing that was working there at the time. 

Right, what's for dessert ? 

The final seconds in the short existence of a banana split. 

A view from the top. 

Before we enjoy the, truly spectacular, views from La Moliere, let's just stop for a moment and have a quiet chuckle to ourselves about how utterly knackered Roger was when he got here. Finished ? Right , let's look at the views ..... 

More views from La Moliere. 

View of Mont Blanc from La Moliere. It's not the big grey thing, it's the white thing to the left and behind the big grey thing. 

La Moliere and surrounding views. Not half bad and well worth the ascent. 

View from La Moliere. 

The finalists in the 2006 Lycra-Loser pageant (not sponsored by Rapha, Assos or Richmond Park) waited anxiously for the result. 

This photo contains Roger in a rare un-punctured moment. 

One additional fact .... that 8.1 KM to Presles is downhill all the way. Wuhu. 

OK - hands up everyone who really enjoyed that climb up to La Moliere.

The beauty of being at the top of long descent on a clear road in the sun is spoiled only by my hopeless photography. 

Now where's Roger ? Is that him sliding down the hill ?