Merens to Py 

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The last week has been spent in the company of friends in Foix, and in the amazing cities of Toulouse and Bordeaux. As you might have gathered, we stopped walking in a place called Py, 5 days on from Merens-les-vals. 

Day 1 was dominated by low cloud which obscured the views, but we did find some hot sulphuric springs, where a family were taking an early morning dip: not a bad way to pass a Sunday morning. The other highlight was making the refuge (Besines) before the rain; others were less fortunate, arriving totally drenched an hour later. 

Church at Merens-les-vals
Lovely ancient path just after Merens-les-vals
Incredible views..
Cloud lifts momentarily: Lac d’Etagnas (2056m)
Cloud returns.. (Lac d’Etagnas)
Similar cloud action at the refuge

Day 2 started with an amazing climb to Col de Coma d’Anyell where the sun created dazzling effects as it burned through the early mist. The Col is officially the boundary of the Ariege, and descending to the lake, Etang de Lanos, is a little surreal as there are frogs everywhere. It was quite beautiful, even though the landscape here feels a little more barren. The end of the day saw us arriving at Lac de Bouillouses which was a honey trap if ever there was. There were buses dropping off day trippers and weekend campers. We could smell the fabric softener -and other markers of cleanliness- before seeing them.. I’m sure they had a slightly different report regarding our scent!

Misty departure – amazing colours
Climbing towards col de coma d’anyell (2470m)
The view from the top – looking down towards Etang de Lanos
Etang de Lanos (2213m)
After climbing over Porteille de la Grave (2426m) we found a lake to have lunch by

From Lac des Bouillouses (forgot to take pictures!), day 3 began with a long walk out through the Bolquere forest, around another stunning lake, Etang Noir. The afternoon was less enticing, as the temperature rose and the terrain was our least favourite: mostly roads. A reward awaited in Planes, however, as the gite there had a pool and served artisan beers. 

Etang Noir
Forest kung fu master
Fancy a cevaza? Or a biere?

Day 4 was a long one, so we set off shortly after first light. After a gradual start through a forest we began a seemingly interminable climb to Coll Mitja (up from 1700m to 2367m over 4km). The descent was similarly steep, but with the added challenge of loose rocks underfoot. We each took quite a few slides, and Renee dove spectacularly off the path and into a soft bush at one point, but no damage done. The afternoon involved another long climb – and with the heat it was almost too much for Will. Were it not for the offer of a secret Twix bar, he may well have sat down on the mountain side and cried… and that was before the descent of 765m (over 6km) into Mantet, closely pursued by a looming thunderstorm. The day was was a tough 26km, with a total ascent of 1759m and descent of 1724m. It gave rise to new discussions about shortening the hike, about saving more for another time.

The countryside around Planes
The other side of Coll Mitja (2367m). The descent doesn’t look that

But it wasn’t flat
either (the refuge at the bottom is at 1831m).

Our final day hiking took us to Py, which our guide book informed us had the last shop for 3 1/2 days. It was also the last point the trail crossed tarmac for 2 days, so if we were going to stop hiking it had to be here. We asked at a bar about buses – and as there was one coming in less than an hour it seemed fated. Other reasons we stopped (written in the bar we stopped in, hence some verb tense issues – we no longer smell?):

  1. Will really wanted to get a tan below his sock line;
  2. Needed to feed Will 4000 calories at lunch times, as he no longer had enough fat to power the afternoons;
  3. Couldn’t bare to tell the same story (who we are, our circumstance) for the 30th time in a gite;
  4. Will couldn’t stand lying, saying he was Australian so as to avoid embarrassment for poor French, for a day longer;
  5. Despite being surrounded by immense beauty, our energy levels are making the focus the walking: an endurance competition rather than the ppleasure-taking we set out on;
  6. In the same way that one can reach saturation point when in an art gallery, unable to take in more and/or give the artwork the full appreciation it deserves, our capacity for fully appreciating the stunning landscapes was met;
  7. We stink. We want to be clean.
  8. There was a bus. Call it serendipity. We thought about stopping  and there was a bus in an hour for just 1€;
  9. Quite fancy a lie-in.
  10. 590km felt like a pretty good effort.
            Cheers! We’re done..for now?

            4 Responses

            1. Carina

              A great work done!!!! Enjoy your remaining time. A lot of hugs

              • Renée

                Thanks Carina – back at work today 🙁 ! Hope you’re feeling well and the heat isn’t getting to you.. Un abrazo enorme!!

            2. KC / Sheikha

              You both have excellent dental resources. Had not noticed that before.
              Oh, and AMAAAAAAAAAAZING pics. I have much to catch up on – and am already dying from the epic-ness of these.

              • Renée

                Ha – shall be careful around ivory poachers, should we happen across any 😉 It’s surreal to look at the pics now – at the time we thought that there was no way we could do it justice with our pictures, the scale of the magnificence was just so great. But now, looking at the pictures, it just seems unbelievable that we were in so many stunning places, for so many days. Go Pyrenées 😉