Monday 2nd September
You’re probably bored with pictures of Annecy, I’m getting quite bored of them, I want to get to Italy.
That will do as a final picture of Annecy.
Well, perhaps one more picture. Outside the town hall with this thing that reminded me of The Little Shop Of Horrors
I have no idea either.
We had decided that today we would go and visit Chambery, have a look around, eat lunch. Regular tourist stuff. Oh, and visit the main tourist attraction in the town.
We took the scenic route on D roads along the bottom of the mountains and between them. That led to the inevitable question “Are we nearly there yet?” Dear wife, you don’t eat enough chips and pizza so your booty is undersized for this. No, I didn’t say that. Not even in my head. If she ever finds this we won’t need to buy any cat food for a few weeks. Fortunately my son knows where the spare keys for garage and bikes are.
The centre of Chambery is a very pretty,
There are streets leading away on either side of the junction (or maybe the next one)
Nice shops everywhere to make my wife happy.
Do I make her visit motorbike dealers? Do I make her watch me try on scores of helmets, waving my head around and pulling faces in a mirror for each one? I most emphatically do not! But we’re on holiday so I quietly watch her trying on hats and doing all the other things that she does when she goes shopping.
At the end of that street is the towns major tourist attraction - a fountain.
The Fontaine des Éléphants colloquially known as les quatre sans culs which translates as “the four without arses” for obvious reasons.
But I said that it’s a fountain, and it is
All four of them spend their days and nights squirting water from their schnozzes.
We wandered around looking for somewhere for lunch, my wife reading the menu carefully for each of them, but I don’t think it was the food the made her choose the restaurant in front of the Chateau des Ducs de Savoie - it was the waiter. One of the waiters was very good looking (very), and she made sure that we were at one of his tables. He was also very nice, she engaged him in conversation, I could see that I had lost her, and he gave us a suggestion for a place for lunch the following day.
His favourite place he said, the lake was even cleaner than Lake Annecy as they had been conserving it since the 60’s.”Right”, my wife said when we left, “we’re going there for lunch tomorrow.” Fair enough, it’s our last day on holiday together so somewhere extra special would be great.
“Also”, she said, “can we go back on the motorway”
64 miles ridden that day
-------------------------------------------------Tuesday 3rd September
To ensure that we didn’t spend too much time journeying and miss lunchtime we went on the motorway down to the lake that was our destination - Lac d’Aiguebelette. It’s a good job that the waiter had written it down for us, I would never have remembered that accurately.
It’s probably less than 10k from Chambery, but nature stuck a mountain between them, so the direct route goes through a tunnel.
It’s a very pretty lake, although access seems to be well controlled - no rolling up, parking, going and having a barbeque and leaving your litter. At all the places I saw where there was a beach there was also a fence near the road and you had to pay (not much) to go in. I suppose it helps keep it clean and fund the work.
We parked and went for a walk, scoped out the restaurants in the area that we had stopped at. We had to wait a little for a table at the one we chose, so while my wife enjoyed the bar I went for a walk to see if there was anything to take a picture of.
If you are going there, we chose Restaurant Les Belles Rives at Le Port, there are two restaurants there, but my wife chose that one as we could sit over the lake.
And feed the ducks and the fish as we ate. It was that clean. The fish that we ate didn’t come from the lake.
That was it, our final lunch together of our holiday finished.
As we didn’t have to hit any deadlines I got permission to take the scenic route back. We rode along lovely country roads on a hot and sunny afternoon, gradually climbing until we crossed the top of the mountain and then descended down the other side heading south around Lac de Bourget, following the shoreline into Aix-les-Bains and then back into the countryside.
Aix-le-Bains is on the other side of the lake, on the right hand side is Chambery airport. Semnoz is the mountain at the far left furthest away.
There was one little surprise on the way back. When we got to the foot of Semnoz I took a left fork to head north back to Annecy, and as we went along the road there was a pretty little suspension bridge ahead (Route du Pont de l’Abime) . Very narrow, wide enough for one car at a time, and it would have to be careful of any pedestrians on the bridge. I was expecting it to cross over something a little way below. What I wasn’t expecting was a very deep gorge.
That’s copied from google streetview
Distance for day 89 miles.
Tomorrow I set of for Italy, via Switzerland, France and Switzerland.