Un nouveau paysage à notre réveil ce matin. La Corse et ses montagnes, certaines vertes et d'autres blanches. Oui, oui, les montagnes sont assez hautes en Corse pour qu'il y ait de la neige et certaines sont même éternelles. Le soleil est radieux, qu'est-ce qu'on avoir une belle journée.
We had read that the road out of Ajaccio is terrible, there is no shoulder and cars graze a lot. With apprehension we take this road, the only one available. And it's not really that bad. It is true that we are not in the big tourist season. After a few miles we left the road and take the road along the coast.
Les premiers kilomètres sont faciles, pas de grosses montées de fou. Dans le fond, la Corse, c'est pas si pentu que ça... Erreur! Après un arrêt pour regarder la vue et parler à un Corse, la route prend une toute autre allure.
Et la grimpe commence. Pas de petit dénivelé, du 14 et du 15% pendant miles. Corsica is not who wants it. It should be in great shape physically. Even we, after six months on our bikes, we pulled up, we even had to push our bikes. Obviously, we are responsible, but despite everything, the slopes are so steep that you really get in shape. A chance that there are great views of the sea and the mountains still provide an excuse to stop.
Corsica deserves its name of this beautiful island. After a good climb we see a supermarket with nice picnic tables. Nice place to stop. We ask the employee who is out whether we can use the tables. With an air of stupid he replied that no, these are only for customers who buy supermarket food to eat and that if his boss comes and sees us, he will put us out to kick in the butt! And if you buy a coke? Not matter. Wow! Nice way to welcome tourists! So we continue our journey and a little further, we find a much better place with amazing views.
Immediately after lunch , the next corner, we saw off Propriano. There are only twenty miles, piece of cake? Oh no. It goes as far as this morning still uneven crazy 9%, 10%, 12% or more. The views are spectacular as always helping us to pursue our path.
We feel the fatigue in our legs, we go up less quickly. We also seek a place to pitch our tent. We stopped at a service station to get water. Again, we were received with scorn and disgust by the charge of the place. Yes, yes we know we're morons of tourists who sustain your economy but have nothing to do here. But really, the Corsicans deserve their negative reputation. To end on a positive note, we find a place for our camping a few miles from Propriano.
A large park on the seafront, our attempts we hear the waves but the dune prevents us from seeing and also protects us from the wind. In summary, Corsica is totally awesome with its magnificent mountain landscape sculpture and a few steps away, the turquoise blue sea. Paradise is strangely similar to that.