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One year after crossing the Pyrenees, it was time for my favorite cycling companion, Nathalie, and me to set off on another journey. This time, towards the Dolomites. There is something wonderfully simple about travelling together when nothing needs to be explained. Every day follows the same little ritual, a . . .
« Contrairement à ce qui se passe lorsque je suis en voiture, où le paysage se donne à voir et pas à être, à vélo je suis assis dedans » Paul Fournel From one week to the next, we leave the Lausanne scenery behind to head for the Pyrenees; we trade our . . .
(or: why ride 140 km and climb a 3,257 m peak on a random Saturday) This is the story of an adventure led by the two stubborn women of the IAFL team. The dream? Simple. Climb Haute Cime, the highest summit of the Dents du Midi, starting directly from . . .