Col de l’Espigoulier (723 m.)

After Monday’s Whiteout, time to taste again the tender charms of sportsbike riding in Provence. My old friend, the road to the Col de l’Espigoulier (723 m.), as twisty for a rider as it is to the tongue. Riding under a clear blue sky with a Mistral seemingly direct from the Arctic so  tyres treacherously cold and nowhere near the rev or lean limits this early in the season. But a fun ride out nonetheless, good to feel again a lean and a pull and maybe even a bit of late braking fear once more.

“Through the wind, through the rain, the snow, the wind, the rain... to taste your tender charms again”
Drive all night, Bruce Springsteen.