An even harder, longer day 2

Day 2 was hard. Greg was carrying 30 pounds on his back and walking up long hills on very rocky paths. And then we had to descend those same rocky, treacherous, narrow paths. The flat paths and views from on high were beautiful and walking along the high trails is heaven for me.

It was about 7:15 pm when we finally made it to Le Bouchet-Saint-Nicholas and La Potala, our old French guest house that was built in 1637. We had walked more than 14 miles. Greg was too tired to eat. He somehow carried himself and his bag to the third floor and crashed. We decided to take a real sabbath from walking on Sunday and stay there a second night.