My faithful walking-trousers served me a long time in the Pyrenees. But at april 9th they were finished, teared to rags when I tried to fight my way through blackberry. My car was just a short distance away at the hamlet of Can Damoun but I had to give up this shortcut.
That day I had done bm536-542 once again, exploring new routes. These hills – south of Coustouges from ± bm522 to bm542 – are densely forested and silent, For me they remain mysterious and intriguing with their forgotten trails, ruined farms and chapels.