Today, for the L-APC, Leya has asked us to show a memorable event! I think all my events are memorable……ha ha!  And, I tend to make everything an event! You know what I mean?  So, I asked hubby about his memorable events…….and without even so much as a flutter, he said France, 2006. So, what did we do in France, in 2006, that was so memorable! Carry on!

I drove to Mt Blanc on the curviest roads ever, because there was a detour and the main road was closed…..so it was small and smaller roads, curvier and curvier, but we finally arrived at our destination, Chamonix, Mt Blanc. That night, when we went out to dinner, hubby saw an advertisement for paragliding off Mt Blanc. The next day he called, “Fred,” and made arrangements to meet him on the mountain. It was a beautiful clear day, so it was perfect.

But, as they rose higher and higher, the wind shifted and in came threatening clouds……..

Fred decided that they should wait it out……

When the wind shifted, (the sticks with the pieces of cloth determine the wind direction, very scientific here) Fred said it was a go and began to lay out the paraglider paraphernalia and explain what was about to take place.

When everything was set in place, they both just ran to the edge of the mountain and jumped! It was a long, slow way down and they landed near the cemetery! Fred said they would make it, dead or alive!

During all this, I stayed behind and took lovely photos of the neighborhood! I had no idea what was going on, but I thought they were gone a long time!

That night at dinner, some Brits sitting next to us said, “Did you see those fools paragliding off the mountain today?” I remained silent.

Leaving Chamonix, we traveled further north to  make our way to Alsace-Lorraine.  We again, kept hitting more roadblocks. Traveling North was out of the question. The roadblocks kept us turning East to smaller and smaller roads until finally the road was blocked altogether and there were many cars parked on both sides of the road. We decided to get out and see what was going on. We walked about a mile to a little village. The main road was blocked there too and the police were on all the streets.

And, the crowd looked like this. I asked what was going on……..they were waiting for the Tour de France! We waited and waited and waited…………..

Here comes the lead cars! Everyone, including us, was excited!………

And, then there was a big whooooooosh of riders…….and they were gone in seconds!

Overhead, the helicopter was keeping an eye on them and filming for television……

We were very glad we had the roadblocks and kept turning the right way to end up where we did……We had no idea the Tour de France was anywhere near here that day. AND, it was one of our most memorable events!

Won’t you join in the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge? To follow along look HERE! See you next time, Cady