Having wine with dinner, as one does.
We set off with foul moods because of past failures/painful memories of this mountain. It was Anna and Sarah's third attempt and the last time Emily climbed it she nearly died.
Pretty pretty.
We met a group of small children, a boy asked Emily (in english) what her name was. She eloquently responded "Ha!" Above is the reenactment. Poor kid.
Persevering.
Bread!
Cheese! (and a cheesy smile)
Working our glutes.
Lovely.
Just to prove we are all friends.
"We ain't going no farther till I've had a breather!"
Are you impressed?
At the top!
Victory is ours!
Anna became a little emotional, she fell to the ground and wept grateful tears.
Just taking it in.
We only had one major injury on this adventure. Emily's knee was severely mutilated and her pants ripped beyond recognition.
Saint Victoire.
One of Cezannes' many paintings of Mount Saint Victoire.
