Crossing the border from Spain into France
The journey north towards the border with France was uneventful. The roads were quiet and as we climbed into the Pyrenees the buildings changed to reflect the snow which must fall here in winter. Soon the views were good and when we stopped we could hear the sound of cow bells.
Within 1 hour we reached the border post
The air was clean and the sky bright. No customs or formalities. Once we passed into France the road started to drop into the next valley.