Day 13 Castellane to Nice
We had a lovely evening in Castellane with a delicious dinner and lots of laughs. It really has been a lovely group to do this adventure with. So to the last day on the bike and of course it started with a two hour climb. Various body parts took their turn to complain so I took some ibuprofen and concentrated on the gorgeous scenery, making the most of this fantastic experience and feeling rather sad that it was coming to an end. The descent began just before the coffee stop at Gréolières with so many cyclists slogging their way up in the opposite direction. The fun descent was rudely interrupted by a very painful and horribly hot little climb, but we soon arrived at the outskirts of Cagnes-sur-Mer zigzagging through busy traffic until we reached the sea and the lunch stop. A very sweaty but very happy group of cyclists: I was in Nice for Katie’s Ironman World Championships last September and I know how busy the cycle path along the Promenade des Anglais can be, so I pedalled off on my...