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The Combe Laval (described here<\/a>) is one of France’s incredible balcony roads, routes which it must have taken some serious bravado and one too many ales down le pub<\/i> to even conceive of back in the 19th century. This particular example’s located on the western edge of the Vercors Massif, just to the south-west of Grenoble in south-east France (a map might have been better at this point…). Being down here in our 3.5 tonne, 3m high, 2.2m wide motorhome, I’d already discounted the idea of driving across the Combe Laval as, although we’re within the limits set for the road, I’d rather cling onto whatever sanity I have for just a wee while longer. It’s a bit tight up there!<\/p>\n

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The Combe Laval Balcony Road, Vercors, France<\/p><\/div>\n

The road hugs the heights of a cliff face alongside the top of a monumental gorge, the mouth of which gapes open above St-Jean-en-Royans, where we happily parked up for the night<\/a>. While there, Ju nipped into tourist info, and came back laden with cycling routes. Route No 28 – Les Grands Cols de Vercours<\/i> – included the Combe Laval, but was 62km long, estimated at 4 hours, and with 1571m of climbing (a bit less than a vertical mile…).<\/p>\n

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Route #28. I took the highlighted shortcut.<\/p><\/div>\n

The leaflet stated it was intended for a cyclotouriste habitu\u00e9<\/i>, which I am not, having used our \u00a345 second-hand mountain bike all of twice. Fortunately Ju passed my ineptitude on to the tourist info lady, and she marked out a much shorter circular route of maybe 22 miles.<\/p>\n

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I ask you, do I look like a ‘cyclotouriste habitu\u00e9’? No, no I do not!<\/p><\/div>\n

This morning I set off, loaded down with a few litres of water, map, tools, phone, figs to scoff and a long-sleeved top, in case it got chilly (it’s June, it did get a bit chilly on the way down, but not enough to bother with it). The Combe Laval, for me and for most folks I guess, is about the spectacular section right at the gorge mouth, the highest, stupidest, tunneliest, most death-defying bit. If you only want to see that bit, you’ve got about a 6 mile climb, which took me about 70 minutes (not much faster than running it?).<\/p>\n

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Coming from St-Jean-en-Royans, this is the first view of the cliff road you get. Jaw-dropping stuff.<\/p><\/div>\n

I say ‘about’ as I completely forgot to look at my watch when the road finally emerged from the trees and the first tunnel framed the open sky off to my left. Jeeze. How, how, how, even with a skinful of beer and several blood-firing face-slaps, did anyone think they could build a road HERE? They did though, some intrepid, dauntless folks thought it up and people tougher than I can even imagine hacked it from the cliff face.<\/p>\n

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Just around the corner are the height and weight limits. There should be a small sign to say “sigh, look, if you’re anywhere near these limits, best write an impromptu will before continuing”…<\/p><\/div>\n

During the night before, I’d woken and imagined going off the cliff face, forced over the low wall by leaning back too far for a stupid selfie-shot, or being rammed into the abyss by an enraged white van man. I’ve not much fear of heights (unless it’s Ju near the edge…<\/a>), but once up there I have to say I was careful! There was very little traffic to worry about, and plenty of space to lean the bike against the cliff and gawp around the 500m-or-so section of really intense road. Having ridden\/walked up and back I got the nerve up to ride along and shoot this video –<\/p>\n