“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins
Wednesday, 27 May 2009
Day 16 – 20th May 2009 – Wednesday, Orthez
Drove to Orthez and found ‘camping de la source’ on a small river, we set up in baking sunshine, very sticky and close. We had been warned by the manager on arrival about a coming storm in the evening and advised to secure the awning down tight. As the afternoon progressed we sat watching a red squirrel and listening to the woodpeckers and jays. The sun eventually gave way to thick grey clouds and blasts of wind, filling the air with masses of white seed-blossom from the trees, like snowfall – I started to get excited. The sky darkened and the thunder started and we settled in expecting some real action. Disappointingly, it wasn’t a lengthy storm, and although the lightening and the noise were impressive, the wind and the rain was pretty pathetic really.