We sleep overnight in Barr, a small camping place with a big mansion for the camp host, a small friendly old women. An old tree above us and rain, so cozy to have a heater inside.
From Barr we are crossing the Vogues on Route de Crétes, a 77km long winding road through a beautiful forest and mountain area. It is constantly raining and fog lies as a winter coat on the earth. A magical place and sometimes clouds disappear and we see hidden valleys and crystal clear lakes hiding between trees full of moss. It is 4 degrees Celsius only, in May.
