The trail marker was ambiguous. I thought it pointed to the mowed path off to our right. My new friend Michel thought it meant we were to stay on the paved road we were on. I recalled that my map indicated we’d be walking along a road for most of the day, so I listened to Michel, but was nervous we were going the wrong way. Walking through the Pyrenees with 22 pounds on my back, I didn’t want to have to backtrack.
an inspiring post today, Rebecca! I hope your feet are alright…peace and good
Thank you Pat! My feet are doing very well. No blisters yet – miraculous I’d say!