Our second rest day is nestled under huge sandstone conglomerate remnants of a lake long gone (as in 4million years). Early mountaineers doubled up as monks, eventually building monasteries on top of the pinnacles in the 14C. Now they are a tourist attraction. The central chapels are stunning.
Most of the monks have left for quieter retreats in the north.
A bit of bike grooming for tomorrow’s high passes.
Travelling reflections 