The city of Albias is located in the department of Tarn-et-Garonne of the french region Midi-Pyrénées.
The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.
The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.

The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.
The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.

The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.
The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.

The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.
The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.

The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.
The Albias bridge (Tarn et Garonne) with in the background the hydroelectric Mill of Bias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.

The Aveyron river on entering Albias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.
The Aveyron river on entering Albias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.

The Aveyron river on entering Albias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.
The Aveyron river on entering Albias. The light is gorgeous, rising bit by bit in the morning mist autumn razing the river Aveyron. I learned a few days after the posting of pictures, my superhero precisely fished to this place with his father in his teens tender. These photos are for you Jean Michel.