The start of Day 4 was a joyous one. There was a briskness to the air that felt invigorated me as we left the stuffy hostel room. However, when travelling with friends it seems that you never get to move as fast as you would like. We took our time grabbing a breakfast of pain au chocolats and espresso at a cafe, and doubling back to resupply at the grocery store.
My feet were killing me, and I was lucky that the Spaniards I met found me some talcum powder. I distinctly remember throwing some on my feet just before departing town while in the cool shadow of this massive church.
So we took off, Julia and I distinctly slower than the other two with our full packs of camping gear. I had a bit of a faster pace going, so I powered ahead for the big climb of the day. As always, the shade was appreciated when I got it, and I remember how this forest was very cool to be within. It had this unique feel that you just don’t get in Ontario.
