Montreux gold dust and Chillin Chillon

Lausanne to Villneuve splendrous again with another start in the wineyards Du Chasse this time and then past the grinder with his portable set up and couteurs who offer us some of the sweetness....
The best apricot and rhubarb tart I've ever eaten in Vevey where it turns out Nabokov spent his time among others like Kokoschka and Dostoevsky  Hindemith and Rousseau.
Then through at a rapid pace the 17 star Montreux where old Chet Baker fell to his demise. No wonder the hill is steep and steeper still with the gold dust/ The places there are ostentatious. The poor handicapped woman hobbling over the crossing while the impatient bus and mercs rev uncaring. The trees and flowers are wonderfully kempt and the tennis pace fast. Lunch with a toast to Lord Byron  and chet Baker who lives were entangled by this glorious lake.
Did Dumas use the Chatau Chillon for his start to the Count de Monte Christo? The scene is dour and the stories dire. We skip the tour and head for the dungeons to escape the cruelty. Back on the bikes on a velo
We stop just before the Rhone to discover the road to Evian is dangereux and a ferry must be caught to Thonon les Bains. This means that we will retrace our steps tomorrow to Luasanne.

Fonue au frommage for dinner was a treat.