Km 4125 to km 4262, La Bastide (France) to Le Vigan (France).
30/08/2022 – 26km
Easing back into it today. Only 26km, and on easy terrain, it flew by. I was done very early, and there was definitely that voice at the back of my brain urging me to continue on, but I didn’t listen. I’m trying to hold myself back, especially as I’m just starting again.
It felt good to be moving. When I’m walking I don’t notice anything wrong. It’s just when I’m resting that I notice I’m still breathing a bit more heavily than I should be.
I mostly followed the Robert Louis Stevenson trail today, as it was going to my planned destination, just a little more directly than the GR7. There were a lot of other hikers, I can definitely say it’s a popular way. I’ve even seen quite a few pack mules, which I always enjoy meeting, they’re beautiful animals. My guess is that Stevenson used one, and now it’s a “thing”.
31/08/2022 – 36km
A noticeable change in scenery today. Yesterday it was green fields and forests. Today it was granite boulders, scrubland and dusty trail. It was very beautiful, hence many pictures.
I think I’m feeling better again (compared to yesterday, not completely), but it’s hard to tell. I remain cautiously optimistic.
01/09/2022 – 39km
I was woken up twice in the night by pigs wandering too close to my tent. They were strangely unresponsive to me making noise, but I was able to ward them off with my small torch.
The main location today was Barre des Cévennes, a beautifully dense little village of tight alleyways, built below a picturesque rock outcrop.
I had lots of wide open views today, of hillscapes stretching in all directions.
02/09/2022 – 36km
Some very heavy rain today, but thankfully not for too long. There’s a lot forecast for the next few days though.
I was planning to stay at the campground of the town I’m in, but I learnt that the tent part is closed this year. So I’m in the cheapest auberge.
Whilst waiting in a park before check-in, I got talking to a local family and they invited me back to their place for a drink and we chatted for a while. They were so welcoming. Later I went out for dinner with another guy staying in the auberge. I’m glad my French is just about good enough for these interactions.
As a health update I feel much better. But I think I’m going to be wary for the rest of my hike. Perhaps that’s not the worst thing.