Ahh, Provence
Three days ago we passed our first lavender field. The mountains were becoming more rounded, the style of the houses was changing, and we began ... Read More
Three days ago we passed our first lavender field. The mountains were becoming more rounded, the style of the houses was changing, and we began ... Read More
On a daily basis, across four countries, Ruth and I have had agitated dogs barking at us as we pass. The dogs are almost always ... Read More
I must be tired. Things are bugging me and I’m feeling grumpy. The “Welcome “ book at the campground where we have rented a bungalow ... Read More
This is now Gordon’s longest walk ever. We passed our previous record of 1700 kms yesterday. We both have been so focused on our journey ... Read More
I’m never really alone, you know. As I started my climb out of Cesana, I heard a plaintive cry, “Wait! I’m coming with you!” After ... Read More
Tomorrow I climb up to the pass at Monginevro and say good bye to Italy as we cross into France. I do want to point ... Read More
Not long after Turin everything begins to change as we wind up and into the Susa valley. The riding is only a gentle climb at ... Read More
We arrived in Torino early yesterday afternoon after a 30 km walk in pleasantly cooler temperatures. Following a nap I pulled out my electronic map ... Read More
For a few days, from Piacenza to Vercelli, we were on a functioning pilgrimage route, though we were moving counter to the flow. The Via ... Read More
“We are going to be crossing the Alps, Ruth,” Gord announced with surprise. Where was he for the last week when I was talking about ... Read More