Feeling good. By good read knackered/elated/unbelieving/knackered (again).
My camp spot dawn showing the day ahead
Woke for dawn (0530) and headed out early with very mixed and odd feelings. Was a jumble in truth. But the fact I still had a days hike to complete soon kicked in. I’m heading down down down. I can see the sea. And the sun is out. Easy.
Then came the last section. JEEZ. I think the idea behind this section is simple if just starting out. Basically it goes like this…
…if you don’t like this section head back to your hotel, rent a towel, and go lie in the beach for your holidays! Or maybe it’s just the sun, the fact I am exhausted and I can see the finish but it seems to keep receding into the distance.
Last view back to my hills
I drop down out of the big forests and different senses kick in. The smells and vegetation. Heavy pollen fills one sense. Intense and delicious. The sounds. Bees. Dogs. Traffic. The sights. Houses. Vineyards. Olive groves. Butterflies play. Fields of spring flowers. Brambles and thorns scratch. I’m back in a Mediterranean climate.
Madonna Del Neve (though I don’t think she sees much snow at this altitude!
Sign of civilisation – Dolce Aqua below
The sun pours down and my factor 30 is like moisturiser. I redden to rouge brunette! I don’t see a drop of water (save the Med) all morning and ration supplies. This is baking compared to my hills. I am in a different world.
signs of civilisation
Mog and I try to meet up en route but now I am down and she is up! How did that go so wrong. I finish and have to do a selfie as she and Zed walk back down. We meet. Zed ignores me. Mog gives me a hug.
Ventimiglia, Med & sky
The cellubrious views that greet the finisher
We’re done here. Let’s go swim the Med to relieve aching limbs. A beer. Shop and home for prosecco food and bed. Job done.
Elated? For now relieved is just fine. The rest can wait for tomorrow.