It has been hot. And the ups and downs have been, well, very up and very down. And over and over again. I need to get to bed so that I can get an early start tomorrow. I’ll let some photos of the first few days do the talking.

Touching the Atlantic.

Henday, the start.

Remnants of a cabin? A barn?

Every village has an old church.

This village had a baguette machine!

A border stone, making the border between France and Spain.

Tour De France road (three years ago in Biddaray

A pretty fine tent spot

The first ridge over 3,000 ft

The morning fog felt great.

Oh, I did go to Paris first. This was my favorite part.
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