Rain and wind all the way to Nasbinals. Cold. It must be a beautiful hike when it’s sunny, at 1200m altitude. Fog when I arrived.
Met a girl from Holland. She thought Morvan was the nicest part of the way.
Went to a cafe with Martin. We met Marianne. Tomorrow is her last day.
Martin and I visited the church. Martin bought gloves. When we came back to the hostel Christian, the man from Pontarlier, was there.
Forgot socks and pants when I left this morning.
Walking.
Walking.
Raining.
Raining.
Misty.
Misty.
Martin trying to boost the central heating at the hostel.
Martin trying to boost the central heating at the hostel.