CHRISTMAS WALK TO VIEW OF THE PYRENEES: 2018

Cathey said that it was OK for me to take my usual Tuesday morning walk on Christmas Day. I could help set the table and perform other minor tasks necessary for a satisfactory Christmas dinner with friends after I returned. So off I went. Temperature 40℉ at the start near sunup. 50℉ at the finish a couple of hours later. No wind. Blue skies. This was the winter that I came to France for.

The walk can't really be called scenic. Just through the vines until you get to the headland opposite the village. But the closer that you get to the top, you begin to see the Pyrenees peeking through. And at the top, it's a 360° panorama.

As always, start at the church. There's just something about the color of the sky...

For some reason, French Santa seems to prefer climbing in through the windows than down the chimneys.

Like I said, through the vines. Headed for the little hilltop.

Lousy camera in my cheap tablet. Thems ain't clouds. Thems the Pyrenees.

And looking back the way that I came from Quarante.

Woods at the top, the only shade if you're walking here in summer.