Thursday, December 1, 2022

55.36 Andorra: Juclar Lake, a hike one fine morning in a rather special country.

When the hands find that position on the back, it's a sign of resistance and rebellion. Fortunately, it's always a temporary stance. Then she realized it's only a hop-and-skip to the top.
This is a sign that he thinks he has to live up to one of his nicknames: 'Twinkle-toes' (see text). Unfortunately, it's a permanent stance.
'How do you beat the freshness of the mornings?' Perhaps, a good deodorant. 
  Then again, there's always a cold shower.
Jen reaches the top, Juclar Lake, and assumes she's earned a break.
While she reflects...
The ultimate: Taking the gap.
Feeling guilty about resting, she changes positions.
Let's go home. On the way back, we met a couple and their son. The woman was American while her husband was French. We suppose the son was confused. The point to mention is the Frenchman was a real character and provided a very entertaining twenty minutes. Meetings on the trails are invariably unique, fascinating and worthwhile experiences. Of course, it helps keep our command of foreign languages sharp. (Oui, Da and Ja.) Need I add more.
Cheers, 

Jenni and Jeffrey

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