The wind was howling when we got up this morning, trees bending, sand swirling<\/em> kind of howling. \u00a0Luckily, we were headed for the hills. \u00a0For our three mile climb we were nestled in the trees, protected from the wind and cars. \u00a0We saw lots of bikers, an occasional runner<\/p>\n and this feisty fella. Our climb dropped us on the other side of the mountain into beautiful fields with mountains lining the background. \u00a0Soon after, we came to the intersection that led us on our way or a side trip to Saint-Tropez. \u00a0Naturally, there was some resistance, but with it only being 9:00 in the morning, how much trouble could we get in? St. Tropez is crazy money, though we are sure it is outstanding once all the yacht owners have recovered from the evening before (as evident by more one glass filled table on their back decks). \u00a0We headed back on our course which led us around the entire Bay of Saint Tropez, offering us many views of the city of the rich and famous as well as the many beaches that line the shore. At some point this morning, we lost our dedicated bike path, This is when it became a bit overwhelming, incredible hues of blue framed by shoreline and the French Alps. After sixty miles and over six hours on the bike seat, we reached Cannes. \u00a0 With our long ride and late getting in, we didn’t hit the streets until six. \u00a0What an very interesting city, much more exciting and much more energy than Saint Tropez. \u00a0Even at 7:30 at night, the beach was still packed. \u00a0 But Cannes has got to be<\/em> THE people watching, Just a few more pictures of the scenery.\n\t\t![\"\"](\"https:\/\/tourdebocrie.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/DSCN4819.jpg\" "\\"DSCN4819\\"")
<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> or as we sometimes say “stupid money.” \u00a0Even with pictures it is tough to comprehend the size and the number of yachts,<\/a> barley fitting at the dock<\/a>with the overflow out in the bay. <\/a>Can’t imagine this place when the economy is booming! \u00a0Not that impressed with the town,<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>Even at ten in the morning, people we already enjoying the beach.<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> but gained the strong wind at our back \ud83d\ude42<\/em><\/a> and unbelievable vistas of the Bay of Saint Tropez<\/a>and the French Rivera.<\/a>The few towns we went through, had a sidewalk or dedicated bike path, though this was a first for us.<\/a>We had planned on staying in Saint Rapha\u00ebl today, but the strong wind at our back and magnificent views,<\/a> made us thirst for more, so this is the only picture ‘we’ managed<\/a> as we paddled past the city.<\/p>\n<\/a>With the strong wind at our back and the continuous jaw dropping scenery,<\/a> we became oblivious to the dry 90+ degree heat. \u00a0Around 2:30, after climbing a serious foothill,<\/a> the reality and the stress of biking in the heat hit us. \u00a0Luckily, we had a couple of oranges in reserve to carry us through until we reached a stop that offered cold water. \u00a0When continued through the ups and downs, but the rock had turned red (in the heat, ha, ha),<\/a> offering more drama to the already incredible sea. <\/a> An hour later, the camera gave out, way too many photos.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>yes, that’s a Mazerati they are admiring,<\/em> money<\/a> and shopping Capital of the World.<\/a>A “bit”<\/em> rich for us, but fun to see. \u00a0Two big bowls of pasta then bed.<\/p>\n