On our journey we take the road to the Col de Lombard , disappointing, not a single butterfly seen, giving that visit up as a lost cause returned the way we came and continued to Roquebillière.
The choice of pitch was determined by a large group of French schoolboys on a summer camp, it worked in our favour quite by luck, so we sat besides a group of buddleia bush’s, it was a gift from the butterfly gods, the downside was the continuous roar of our neighbour, a mountain torrent, so making the best of it, Hobson’s choice we settled for a break from driving tortuous mountain roads and planned the next move and watched a display of butterflies.
The Gods had also made their plans , three days of thunder !, so we have to wait for our next exciting trip, the Gordolasque valley , only for the most intrepid of Camping carists, access to the vallée des Merveilles and the Mercantour National Park.
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