Days later, at the top, at the Fort de Bear, we heard some noises and walked around the fort to see. There were these French Commandos - the ones that fight the pirates in the Red Sea - training on their fort, sliding down ropes. Oh yeah, Josef remembered some guy named Barfly who told him about being in training at Fort de Bear. Anyhow, when the commandos saw us, they said we should piss off. Military area, keep out! Not friendly at all. So we went around where they couldn't see us and checked out the fort's drawbridge. It was closed. If it hadn't been we could have crossed the moat. Josef uploaded it all to Facebook.
Then we found the road going back down. Parts of it were Spanish style. Then we saw the barriers keeping out ordinary citizens out for a little walk. Further on down there were signs saying DANGER and Military Secrets and BOMBS. By then we could hear shooting. Pam, pam, pam, pam. Near the beehives, next to the vines, more DANGER signs, more Keep Out.
The dangerous part was walking on the main road to get back to Port Vendres. But we did it and had our usual rewards of beers and orange juice at the biker bar that we discovered. It's got a great sundown view from under its striped awning and is home to the only statue of Elvis here.