Finally locating the correct arrows, we slog back down the dirt road in drizzling rain. In the distance, the van is coming to our rescue.
Saint Damiano hands out cookies, bananas and re-fills our water bottles.
Javier has another factual commentary about the area, but as usual, no one is paying attention. 
Robin tucks her riding crop into a convenient hideaway. Lore smiles at the sun peeking out of the clouds. It's time to shed some layers.
No comments:
Post a Comment