It's been on my list of things-to-do ever since I knew it existed. Pic St. Loup is the highest point in the south of France and a steep hike to a glorious view.
Kip, Julien and I set out in the morning in search of a lush picnic at the top of this peak. Some winding roads, wrong turns and false trailheads we found our challenge. At 658 meters it's not quite the San Francisco Peaks but nonetheless impressionante throughout the Languedoc and Montpellier region.
Although the car rental was expensive and none-short of hidden fees, the views were priceless. The vista was rich with the Mediterranean coastline and the small vineyards that wind around its base.
There's nothing like a sunny landscape and a day in nature to reheat the winter in preparation for spring.
Only in France is there a church at the summit...
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21 February 2012
The Ascent of the Wolf
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