... into civilisat ... errr ... Pionsat.
Yesterday afternon it warmed up slightly and so taking a wild gamble we set off through the lanes for the shops at Pionsat. What was difficult about it is that some trees had fallen down under the weight of the snow blocking the lane, and we had to drive a couple of miles down the old railway track to reach the lane at the far end. Anyway, now we have some more food here which is just as well.
Today it was back down the old railway line and into Marcillat for recording the radio programmes and some more food - stock up at every opportunity of course in this weather. Being snowed in at this altitrude is no joke. I also dropped off Caliburn's spare wheels and snow tyres at the tyre place there, and that meant nipping out again this evening to have them fitted.
Back in a driving snowstorm (the clear weather didn't last long) behind someone driving at 7 kph (I measured it). Seriously, although the conditions are bad up here, if you can't trust yourself and your machinery in this weather then you shouldn't be out and about in it.
But now the temperature has fallen through the floor and it doesn't look as if I'll be moving for a bit.
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Has Eric been whisked off by the Abominable Snowman? He is conspicuous by his absence.
ReplyDeleteJust came in to ask if you're OK, Eric. I'm missing your posts.
ReplyDeleteI suspect he's being held to ransom by the Abominable Snowman. The ransom demand hasn't made it through yet.
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