I am riding around in the southwestern part of France, on a very small road, near a very small village when I see this fence.
As I stop to take a photo, 2 dogs come out to jeer at me, which is typical in this area, however most of the dogs are mangy little mud covered critters, and these guys were big, blindingly white and well groomed poodles. I'm thinking to myself, hmm, when the gates start to open and a tall, white haired older gent in a powder blue '59 Biarritz convertible starts to back through the gate. I couldn't really see him because he was wearing dark cheaters, but...
I also posted some other photos from last eve's ride. Hope you like 'em!
