The Pyrenees

We left Spain's East Coast and headed north. We were headed to the mountains. To the town to Torla. To see the rock and snow of the Pyrenees.
Towns on hillsides surprised and excited us.

This was one of the best maps I've ever used. One map, the whole country, lots of fold out pages for the big cities. We made a good choice at the bookstore that day.

Olive trees were a common sight while driving through the Spanish countryside.

I was the driver. Chris was the navigator. Chris also took many photos, like this one.

And this one.

This one too.

This is the town of Torla, which is where we stayed for two nights while we explored the Pyrenees.

We walked this street a lot.

The view from our room.

Chris in our room.

Buenas noches!

Our hike begins here, where the cows roamed.

Such a fine thing to drink straight from the Earth. I didn't think twice about filling my bottle. The water was cold and good, just like it has been for thousands of years.

Higher up in the Ordesa Valley we had good views of the snow-covered Pyrenees Mountains. The Ordesa Valley is in the Ordesa Y Monte Perdido National Park.

These photos are in chronological order. The light was great on the way down. Trees full of living green. Forests full of evening light.

This tree was one of Heather's favorites.

An old beech tree.

One of the longer slugs we came across.

Note to reader: This post was made while listening to Jakob Dylan's "On Up The Mountain" and "On This End Of The Telescope" on repeat.