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 BiddarayA pretty fine tent spotThe first ridge over 3,000 ftThe morning fog felt great.Oh, I did go to Paris first. This was my favorite part.
This Wild and Precious Life 
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