- D +: 783m
- -D: 1151m
- distance: 16 km
- time with breaks: 10 hours
Today July 13, we get up around 6:30. The sky is still low, Mont Blanc is in the clouds. We then advise the telescope available on the terrace. This is quite old but it works perfectly, and most importantly, like most telescopes installed in the last century, it is now free. We are pointing to the Aiguille du Midi, clearly visible in front. And then, surprise, we see very many who have just strung the Vallee Blanche. Then we try something new for us: take a photo in macro mode, the telescope's eyepiece. Here is the result, expanding and with good eyes there are indeed two strung along the ridge of snow left the Aiguille du Midi.
We begin this new day down the ski slopes of Flaine, where bulldozers have flattened the flats. Probably handy in winter but not very nice in summer. Fortunately after a few hundred yards we reach the Col de Plata, where we left the ski trail for a beautiful, gently sloping lawns along the marmots.
We go round the head by the right Lawn and arrive in the beautiful valley of Foges.
A little break gives us an opportunity to look back and, surprise, the sky is blue (except the moon, this important fortieth anniversary of the small step for man ...).
We leave this valley for their trip south toward the refuge of Sales. In a few tens of meters, the view changes again completely.
guide the day we met had spoken, we are in the area of the bearded vulture. This bird is larger than an eagle and therefore can not be confused with the Alpine Chough. And indeed, when it appears, we are struck by his grace and his ability to hover in the sky.
A little later, we finally find a source, and we checkers without remorse melted snow that we had collected as a precaution.
arrived at the refuge de Sales, we go back again to the north, in the gorges of Sales. On the map, this part of the route seemed a bit monotonous, with these large zig zag north and south. In reality this was a great descent, with different landscapes at every turn. Here are the gorges and waterfalls and Sales resurgence.
After this long and interesting descent, we need to regain altitude, so we turn off the middle of the forest to the collar of Anterne. Fortunately we left early, and a man encouraging us on the climb.
Le Collet Anterne is a small grassy headland at the end of the Rocks Fiz, very nice if one takes care not to photograph son through the electrical entire valley.
The trail winds between the rocks, streams and meadows to shelter Anterne Alfred Wills. The opportunity for us to sample their excellent blueberry pie, not too sweet, crunchy, and generous fruit.
But do not linger too us, we would bivouac at the edge of Lake Anterne and we have 350 vertical meters to cross. After this busy day, we're glad to finally see this great and beautiful lake.
I take this opportunity to inaugurate my bathing suit: it really difficult because water must not exceed 10 degrees, and I limit myself to ten fathoms.
When the shadow reaches the temperature drops and we hasten to set up our tent (very slight but not fly) before a well deserved rest.
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