Wednesday
Luc and Myriam had planned a walking trip today which included driving to Chamrousse and then hiking to Lac Achard. If you have been reading our blog you would understand that Judy loves bushwalking but was filled with some trepidation at the prospect of revisiting Chamrousse and its vertical nature, however she also knew that Luc and Myriam were selecting paths which were not too challenging for her. The walk itself rises several hundred meters from the starting point to well above the tree line into that alpine level where the climactic conditions change from moment to moment. The views were breathtaking and the new dustings of snow which had been laid down during the two previous nights were plainly visible on the slopes across the valley. We were feeling very sorry for Harrison who had been looking longingly at the snowy peaks from Crolles for the past two weeks and now felt that he could almost touch the snow for the very first time. Of course his very soft Father promised on the spot to take him straight to the snowy mountains when we arrive back in Australia so that he gets his opportunity. As we crested the last rise we were greeted by Luc and Angus introducing us to Lac Achard, a beautiful high (almost 2000m) alpine lake which teems with tiny fish, frogs, tadpoles and to our surprise salamanders all of which we examined closely before enjoying a picnic lunch and making the quick return journey to the cars to beat the threatening weather. We then drove back to Uriage where all the adults enjoyed a well earned frosty cold beer while basting in rays of the dying days of the French summer, while the boys spent their time creek jumping as they had done a fortnight previous. The conversation revolved around certain French delicacies which included linguistic issues surrounding kidneys and testicles and other edible internal body parts, accompanied by riotous laughter and the stares of many other patrons.
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