I eat my words. The sun came out today and we basked in a warm 25 degrees.
I was supposed to be finishing clearing up the house after the visits, but after returning children’s toys to a friend in Aulas, I continued up the hill, dawdling my way up through Arphy. I should have directed the family up there; the river is beautiful, particularly when in full speight.
I couldn’t resist the temptation to follow the path the other side of the river and to dawdle on the footbridge over the river Coudoulous. Arphy is further up the valley above Aulas, you are really in the land of granite here and the mountains tower above.