Sturdy shoes at our feet, a map and enough water in our pockets, a full tank that should lead us to the winding mountain landscape of the Pyrenees on this sunny morning.
A small, cramped road carried us high not far from the Spanish stretch of land at our feet.
A mile-wide mountain landscape, surrounded by a wildly flourishing vegetation, stretched out, crossed countless streams that made their way through the mountains parallel to the winding road.
My gaze continued, wandering over the peaks of the mountains that seemed to be hanging in the clouds, lost in thought and spellbound at the same time. The feeling of freedom drifted through me, respectfully and reverently faced the vastness of my surroundings, which didn’t want to end in front of my eyes and carried me up in the dimensions unknown to me.
The curves got tighter, the stone walls higher, the view more overwhelming: soon we were supposed to reach our first stopover: Espinavell. a small village in the middle of the mountains; A place full of seclusion and intimacy.
To some extent we were intruders with backpacks and cameras, respectfully immigrated to the idyll of this peaceful, small town. Kindly welcomed by the villagers who climbed the steep paths of their village at lunchtime, peacefully watering their vegetable patch or supplying their animals.
It was difficult for us to escape the peace and quiet of this small village, but our tour of the mountains shouldn’t end here and we were curious to see what the day would have in store for us. Back on the pass road, which also opened up a sweaty route for one or the other cyclist, we rarely enjoyed the company of oncoming cars. On the other hand, it was the free-ranging cows and sheep, with their loudly ringing bells around their necks, which attracted our attention not far from the street on surrounding meadows.
So we fought for our way to the villages in the village Rocabruna and begetwho filled the memory cards of our cameras with magnificent churches and beautiful stone facades.
Stylish restaurants and cozy bars offered us a short breather of the never-ending new impressions, which also attracted other hikers to the small mountain villages on this day.
I had found my peace. A spot of earth in the midst of the grandeur of the mountains, which not only opened up a new perception for me, but was also supposed to give me a little time for myself.
