TBA

Rio Ara, Ordessa Valley

Our last big day was a long trek up the river to a myriad of waterfalls. As the valley progresses, the river bed narrows and the water crashes through cavernous twists and turns. This was also the day of The Big Argument. We had reached an enormous waterfall about 12 km up the valley, and Amber was ready to turn around. There was another even larger waterfall approximately 3 km further up the trail, and Matt felt it would be an exciting endeavor to reach it. Amber pointed out that continuing would get them back to Torla by 9 pm, and that the weather was looking ominous. Matt thought it would be an adventure, and 9 o'clock sounded just fine! Moments later, a loud CRrraAAcK sounded, and the sky boomed with thunder. Drippity drips began to fall upon the ground. Both protagonists, wearing shorts and having one rain jacket between the two of them, scowled at each other and headed homeward.

The sun came out 45 minutes later, and the wet and soggy twosome began to steam with warmth. We decided we still liked each other, and carried on our merry way (which turned out to be a longer than remembered walk to Torla). We were mere minutes from home when our path was blockaded by three friendly eyed but, very large heifers. The rambunctious bovines had escaped their nearby pasture and were enjoying the unpicked delicacies lining the trail. We were forced to retrace our steps, take an alternate path, and leave the cows to their munching.

Home sweet home!