|A photo of Pic de l'Aigle (top left) taken from behind the chapel in La Jarjatte|
Even though it doesn't look hot from the photos, it was quite warm and Eric started to flag. After 45 minutes of finding no water sources I did consider turning back. Its been so dry for so long, and we were running up south-facing slopes there was nowhere to drink from.
Pretty soon though, I could see the top of the tree line, and the bulge of Pic de l'Aigle through the trees.
|Almost at the top|
|Pic de l'Aigle, with some pretty scummy weather blowing in from the valley to the north.|
The trail moves up behind Pic de l'Aigle, and carries on along the mountain ridge to Montagne de Clairet.
From here it was all downhill, but when you're tied to a freshly-watered, re-energised Border Collie, this is easier said than done, and I spent the whole 700m descent pulling back on him and trying to not to fly flat on my face.