Today having turned into a glorious day after a foggy and chill start, we put on our hiking shoes and headed for the hills. It is, after all, the Pyrenees.
We headed across the railway tracks and out of town on a well hidden lane, that leads passed the tantalising stone-walled property Le Moulin des Pres, and up into the fields. This is the route that Tom and his classmates took to do their orienteering last week.
Some of those who use this trail are proper Pyrenean hikers, having made their way on the long and arduous trek from the Atlantic coast. We are mere pretenders, but the myriad networks of trails that criss-cross the hills and mountains the length of the Pyrenees allow for all levels of experience.
Walking back down the road to Quillan, you pass through Ginoles-les-Bains, where the spa of the village’s name was obviously once a place of some grandeur, but has since been left to fall into a parlous state of disrepair. Heart breaking.
...and sits in extensive grounds, that include a small chapel, and were once a place of retreat.
This is an accessible, easy and interesting walk, and one of our personal favourites. We will do it again, for sure.