Sometimes (often) the urges are much stronger ...
That day, we had quite simply decided that we would sleep in the heart of the mountains at the edge of a lake that we had been advised, nestled in the heart of the French Alps.
Backpack, we left in the afternoon on the trails and while rain was expected at the end of the day, she invited herself much earlier.
Soaked but happy, the spectacle was only greater. The spectacular light, the landscape simply sublimated.
The sky did not stop oscillating and we barely had time to set up the tent when the rain started again…
Rain, wind ... a restless night for a peaceful awakening and an incredible panorama of the high peaks of the Massif de la Meije.
A few moments when the desire and the will were once again rewarded.
This image is one of our favorites from that day. Admittedly, we do not perceive the lake there but this mountain, it is one of the first moments when the sun reappeared… A moment, a cliché, for so many memories.
Alps - France