France day 6 : We left early after breakfast to drive to Malaucene and then up Mont Ventoux, of Tour de France fame. 1912 metres, 21 ks uphill with gradients in some places which meant I could only drive in 1st gear - and of course cyclists galore of all ages. Talk about a challenge, one hell of a hill, very sweaty stuff. The triumphant beames on the faces of the cyclists who reached the top without stopping meant you couldn't stop smiling yourself.

The views from the top across vast tracks of Provence you could wax lyrical about for days, on a clear day you can see all the way to Corsica.

Lunch today was a drippy cheese and baguette wine picnic in the lovely village of Sault over looking lavender fields and then a coffe and a meander around yet another drop dead gorgeous village hanging off a hill.

Dinner tonight a quick sunset stroll away to the local 13 C fortified hilltown, on a lovely terrace overlooking the valley. Incredible food.