Today I'm continuing with yesterday's adventure. While the vultures were observing us closely, we were slightly preoccupied with the Pyrenees opening up on us in every direction. The village of Gourette could be seen as small dot to our right and the foothills opened up to our left.
Gradually the slope we were trodding on got steeper and we actually needed some feats of climbing to progress further up. All the while the view grew increasingly spectacular.
The air was very thin and dry, so there was very little haze blocking the view to the closest peaks. The sun was at a perfect angle, accentuating the sharp edges of the rocks and illuminating the few shrubs growing on the hills with golden light. It truly was a perfect day.
We reached the summit and enjoyed a well-earned meal and rested our eyes on the beauty of the creation. After a short pause we continued on to see what lay in waiting after the summit, but we soon realized that the path stopped abruptly and there was a chasm between us and the next peak.
I took a plethora of pictures, with and without Milka, and consider them one of the best pictures I've taken. It was incredibly hard to choose just one to show the beauty of the place. I hope you enjoy my choice for the day.
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