Destination: Saugues

Today was destined to be a shorter day. I am unsure why we planned it like this, but I was grateful we had and looked forward to the opportunity to explore Saugues. A mere 7.4 miles felt like a gift after the previous days of battling inclement weather and navigating arduous terrain. 

The weather forecast was for sunshine and temperatures in the high 70s. When I looked out, I could not see a cloud in the sky. This, coupled with the prediction of no rain, is when I made a rookie mistake. 

I’ll get to that in a bit.

We lovingly referred to our destination as Sausages and looked forward to our arrival. The trail was a masterpiece of colors and scents, with the vibrant green of the grass and the sweet aroma of French lavender and anise. It was so superb we barely noticed the terrain. I was glad I packed light and wore my hiking skirt, sunglasses, and hat. 

The pastures with the most beautiful livestock, predominantly cows, and mushrooms, also excited me. It is here that my love affair with both of them began. I think it took us longer than expected because of all the photos and pitstops of admiration I had for the countryside. 

We were practically skipping with joy when a fierce wind whipped up out of the blue, and a sudden, vicious hail storm descended upon us. The hailstones were relentless, leaving minor cuts on my face. We hurriedly donned our rain gear, and then I realized my oversight- I had forgotten to pack pants or gaiters because of the predicted forecast of the day. Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t shield my legs, and soon, I was drenched, with water seeping into my boots. We had only 3 km left, but it felt like an eternity!

We were fortunate to stay and to dry out at a lovely hotel, a charming little place in the heart of this small French village. Here, we met Axel, a Frenchman who shared fascinating stories about the area and its history. His English was perfect, and he was so kind as to include us in his conversations and plans. 

Our hotel was kind enough to provide a portable heater to dry our soaked shoes and gear. This act of kindness and the reminder about the unpredictable weather, which can change from sunny to stormy in a matter of minutes, made us more prepared for the journey ahead. We were set and ready to venture out again the following day with all of our necessary gear.

These moments remind me that we will be okay no matter what the day may bring. I realized I had been feeling a little anxious about Tom’s recent heart procedure, and I was reminded that challenging and unexpected things do happen. 

But I am not alone. Ever.

You are loved.