...getting soaking wet. In part because we took the wrong turn from the old priory and headed for the wrong town. And it rained, more and more heavily. Didn't matter. We walked a few hours. Exercised. Worked out a deep personal problem. L-r: where we should have turned (the seashell stencil indicates that this is a pilgrim's path, while the red/white blazes indicate it's a national walking trail, a Grand Randonee); #4: the fruit by the side of the hike that we THINK we can eat, but we await confirmation; #5: the wrong town was very cute; and #6: clearly, the place where you get far more than just a car wash.
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