We could see some opening hairpins that looked quite steep along our chosen direction, but reassured ourselves that this just meant it would be even easier near the top. How wrong we were.
However, we knew nothing about this as we commenced the hairpins, telling ourselves with each successive switchback that it was going to flatten off soon. But it didn't. It took us until about 4km along the road to realise that we must have been completely wrong about the altitude of Ceillac after all.
But end it did and as we emerged onto the flattened plateau that is home to the village of Ceillac we looked along the plain to see a ring of high mountains as far as we could see. It was a very magical setting beneath the sun and blue sky.
Rolling into the pretty little village centre to check out the potential for using it as a motorhome base we found the tourist information, learned what we needed to know and found a shady bench to relax and meditate on before cruising home again (via the Bio Monde in Guillestre to replenish our fresh food supplies).
Despite the fact it had been a much physically harder ride than we had expected, it was also a much more beautiful and inspiring one as well and left us with absolutely no regrets at our choice of route!