It's all downhill from here

Day: 5
Route: Bourg Saint Pierre - Le Bouveret
Distance: 50 miles
Height: 1098ft ascent (and a few more of descent...)
Time in saddle: 3hrs 27mins

Having spent the night half way down the hill after crossing the Col du Grand St Bernard, the morning was spent free wheeling the 20 odd miles down to Martigny. Harder than it sounds, as the corners were tight and Sam's front brake was not working properly, but relative to the day before, not that hard and still lots of fun (particularly for those with fully functioning brakes).
Given we then only had 25 miles to go (peanuts we thought) we decided to stop at the art museum in Martigny (it's ok, we changed into sensible clothes) where we not only lowered the average age of attendees by a good 30 years, but we got to see a Renoir exhibition and a nice, peaceful sculpture garden (where we were adult and refined and did not take thumb selfies):

Feeling very cultured at this point, a quick picnic in the town centre was followed by ten painful, miserable miles into a headwind, or headhurricane as it felt like. As the valleys converged, the wind funnelled up towards us. No amount of slip streaming made it easier.

After ten miles or so the valley thankfully opened up and with it the wind eased. We saw a sign for a museum of vines and wine. Given at only 45 planned miles, mostly downhill (it turned out to be 50, this has been a pattern with Alistair's planning), it was a pseudo rest day and we took the bait and headed off the road toward the museum. What we found was the beautiful town of Aigle with a magnificent Chateau which doubles as a museum, with the whole town surrounded by vines:

They also had falconry outside and some of those birds were HUGE. The local wine, which we learnt lots about without being able to sample, is Chasselas, so we left the museum determined to taste some with dinner.

Back on the road we pottered with tired legs to Le Bouveret, our stop for the night on lake Geneva/Lac Léman. A dinner of lake Perch and a glass of the local Chasselas was enough to put Sam into a deep sleep minutes after getting back into our B&B.