284K- 176 Miles
Avignon was less impressive than I thought it would be, but I didn't give it much of a chance. Too many people, to few parking places, and a bike loaded down with gear restrict me considerably. I pulled through, took a picture of the surrounding wall, and boogied to Grenoble.
The entire old city is surrounded by these protective walls.
The Rhone River. The Rhone river valley is home to a large part of the wine industry here. The southern region, surrounding Avignon, is most famous for its Côtes Du Rhône and Châteauneuf-de-Pape vintages.
Turned north and east out of Avignon, mostly on the N7 highway, two-lanes, winding through many small villages. It was a fun ride. About thirty kilometers out of Grenoble I elected to get back on slab to both make time and insure a smooth ride.
Starting to see mountains.
This is the small city near Grenoble called Echirolles. This is actually where I stayed the night.
The French Alps at Grenoble.
Each peak is distinctive.
Spent a pleasant evening, early to bed, and managed to sleep in after refusing to get up at 5:00am when I first woke up.
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