After a glorious ride to the top of the pyrenees, we parked up across from a ski shop that was, being end of ski season, being turned into a bikers shop! The guys in there couldn't have been more helpful. They pointed us to the nearest hotel and told us where to go for eats and drinks and generally had a yarn about biking in the Pyrenees.
It was a tad cold but we didn't expect snow, and this was the result. My poor Fazer! She didn't complain tho. After a dusting off, she sparked up first time and we were away. A friendly local had written a greeting on our frosted screens.