To celebrate Cath’s birthday we went to the Alps – to Aiguilles to be exact – for a weekend.
There was plenty of snow and the views were amazing.
Cath’s sister, nieces and great niece all arrived along with our sons from London. It was lovely seeing them all.
When we explored the village we saw some people with ice picks climbing an icy cliff face.
I, of course, brought my binoculars with me so I also looked in the numerous pine trees and the first bird I saw was a crested tit. Une mésange hupée. I knew they were in the area but couldn’t believe how easy it was to see one.
The other bird that was everywhere were les grives littornes – fieldfares. There were 15-odd in the tree next to the flat.
We also took advantage of the snow to go to an espace ludique. There was a competition of skiers being pulled along by dogs – these dogs:
There was a ski run and a luge run there. I have never really done any winter sports but agreed to have a go with the luge.
It was a fantastic weekend organised by Cath. Great fun was had by everyone.
Thrown to (the) Lyon 