Epilogue (20 October)
The Day After No more having my suitcase out for the 8AM transfer. It’s like getting ready everyday to catch a plane. However, the baggage service is indispensable. At a certain age, you just can’t carry 20 pounds or more for 20 miles. For a reasonable cost, add that service if you are planning to…
Keep readingDay 31 — 456 Miles Completed (11 Miles) 10 October
I walked gingerly to and from breakfast. I made a command decision to walk the paved highway as long as it had a shoulder rather than the adjacent Chemin trail that oftentimes wander afield on rocky paths. I began the final stage at 9:20AM. Getting warmed up this way helped with stretching out my back…
Keep readingDay 30 — Another Day In Beauty (10 Miles) 9 October
My guidebook ppstated that this stage was 11km or just under 7 miles. As usual, an underestimate. I ended up walking 10 miles. Not as much a rest day as I expected. But thank goodness, not another 20 miler. These walks always unearth surprises. I wondered how appealing it could be to eat “Dangerous Tacos.”…
Keep readingDay 29 — In French Basque Land (21 Miles) 8 October
The forecasts said rain early, then cloudy late morning with showers in the later afternoon. I was prepared in full rain gear as I left Hôtel Le Commerce in Navarrenx. Today would be the fifth and last 18+, mostly 20 milers, in a row. Le Commerce is at the opposite end of the square to…
Keep readingDay 28 — Singing In The Rain: What Else Can One Do? 20 Miles) 7 October
Heavy rain during the night; heavy rain at 8:30AM when I started; heavy rain until 1:30PM when the rain became sprinkles and eventually the sun broke out. Rain predicted for tomorrow. My luck on having no rain days had run out. Yiannis, my taxi driver, picked me up promptly at 8AM and delivered me back…
Keep readingDay 27 — First Views Of The Pyrenees (19 Miles) 6 October
Madame Roxanne laid out a beautiful table for breakfast. The pieces of baguette were crunchy and their insides firm. We were served a croissant ring that was cut into six pieces. This was the first time that my croissant was not an individual crescent. Even the French people exclaimed about the originality of the ring.…
Keep readingDay 26 — The Longest Day (22 Miles) 5 October
The day started off cool enough. I traversed the bridge to the older part of the city. Like Montcuq with its pink umbrellas, these signs provide a more explicit message of breast cancer awareness. Centre Ville soon gave way to a steep hill from which I looked back to the horizon. I had walked from…
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