Yesterday's walking had been a nightmare, but today's was fairly uneventful until a few kilometers before Ginestet where there was a stretch of frightful rock scrambling. At one point I expressed my disbelief in the difficulty quite loudly and two young German girls peaked out from the rocks above laughing as were they were taking a break nestled there in a crag.
I ran into them again and this time related my sad story about the lack of a telephone charger, and the third time I saw them that day they insisted that I have one of theirs because they had a second one. They had been walking for 8 days, and were ready to return home but couldn't see me functioning without one. I was so touched by their offer, being willing to buy it from them, but they insisted on giving it to me. Thank you so much Katarina and Josefine ! Talk about Camino angels !
I arrived at my gîte in the tiny off-piste town of Fagairolles in good time. There was no one around and I could only get a cell connection by standing out in a field, or so I learned from one of the inhabitants. Imagine to my surprise when later that afternoon, around six, Hervé and Bernard showed up in my gîte. They were much faster walkers than I and used some GPS mapping system, but had managed to get lost. The look on Bernard's face when I told them I had arrived about 2:30 pm that afternoon was priceless. They had planned to walk all the way to Murat sur Vebre, my next-day's destination but decided on the shorter walk to Fagairolles instead...
My dinner at the pizzeria |
Here I enjoy the late afternoon sun before Hervé and Bernard arrive |
the early rain seen the next day from my gîte |
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