Pyrenean Breath
A return to simple and basic things. Just the essentials.
A full and complete commitment of the body and sometimes of the spirit.
To come face to face with oneself. To meet up with friends.
A breath of fresh air. Pause. A break.
That’s all I’m looking for in the mountains.
The Pyrenees, beautiful, raw and wild, particularly touch me. Where I drag my carcass, I often see more animals than humans. Marmots, chamois, birds are at home here. We are discreet. We are just passing through. But this passage, as brief as it is, marks me every time.
The Haute Route Pyrenees – a legendary crossing from East to West of the Pyrenees – is the common thread of my modest adventures. A little out of order, we walk through it, we pass through it, we move away from it, we find it again, it is never far away.
I keep coming back to them, year after year, they attract me like a magnet.
Sylvain Mary
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