(God I love Swiss Roads!)
05.10.2012 - 05.10.2012 15 °C
Got up to a beautiful view from the balcony of a wispy cloud sitting about 50 meters of off the lake which was bright blue and the sun just coming up over the mountains.
The bike looked quite happy in the garage with its posh car friend (in fact it looked like my dream garage!)...
...but I dragged it out and off we set again. We had a massive day planned for today. The total mileage was going to be relatively low at 180 but this included every twisty bendy mountain pass that we could find in the direction of Geneva, so it was going to be slow but hopefully beautiful miles.
We started of by driving the north side of Bizern lake, then the south of the following lake in a kind of S shape. This got us the best view of both and was an inspiring start to the day as we followed the edge of the water along the cliff sides and through beautiful tunnels carved into the rock.
After the second lake we started to head into the mountains in search of something a bit more twisty, and we found it! It was called the 'Juan Pass' and would take us up and over the mountains that had been looming over us all day. The road was constant hairpins with stunning views of the valleys and villages down below for hours.
Coming back down the other side was even more amazing, with it's never ending twisty turny goodness!
Eventually at the bottom it was time to stop for two really milky coffees (ew!) before taking a road that would pass through the famous town of Gruyere (yes the cheese is made here!).
I did however manage to take a wrong turn somewhere and completely missed the town somehow? But you quickly learn here that no road is a bad road and turning off the GPS and getting lost is possible the best thing you can do! The road we found was yet another awesome bit of tarmac, winding through villages and cutting through the middle of a valley (the only mildly annoying thing was the roadworks every so often, but traffic was sparse so it was a small price to pay).
It took us through lots of little villages that are apparently filled with the rich and famous (don't know why) and it gave us wonderful views of Mont Blanc.
After having out fill of the valley roads we again took another mountain pass (don't remember the name of this one) which was just as incredible as the first. Feeling peckish we stopped on the side of the road next to a Ski Lift that was asleep until the snowy season and ate our sandwiches we had made from the left over breakfast items..
At the top of this pass there were again the most incredible views and the route down it seemed to wind backwards and forwards forever.
The route Jayne had planned was supposed to head along the motorways to Geneva, but I had somehow set the sat nav to avoid toll roads and so we followed a B-road which took us over the French border and along the opposite shores of Lake Geneva.
We noticed after stopping for the photo that we were not a million miles away from Morzine which Jayne had heard was a lovely ski town. As we were liking the mountain passes so much we took the route towards Morzine and headed back up into the mountains again. It was somewhere along this road that we hit the 1000 mile mark since leaving home! Woohoo!!
The road was yet another truly amazing one and when we finally reached Morzine I was knackered. I dropped Jayne off to ask at the Tourism Office while I scouted on ahead for hotels. Problem was the roads were a one way system and after several failed attempts to get back to where I had dropped her off, I decided the best course of action would be to go up another pass and back down into the other side of Morzine to start again. This worked so I picked her up and she directed us to one of the only open hotels in the town (due to ski season not starting yet). The Hotel was called Igloo and the room was adequate with balcony and electronic blinds that shut down over the french doors. The bathroom was a little weird though as it didn't have a toilet in it, this was in a separate cupboard next to this room!?
We changed and headed to town, had a stunning meal of Mushroom Fondue and the most gooey delicious chocolate desert I have ever eaten along with a bottle of local red wine. What a truly heavenly end to an incredible day, I was grateful today that we had decided on this trip and remembered why I love bikes so much!
The walk back to the hotel was very quiet as we starred at the clear view of the stars and plotted our route down south for tomorrow.