On the rock

You never quite get used to 5am starts. The dormitory where we slept was relatively noisy and we didn’t sleep as much as we wanted. We set off into the forest, before quickly reaching a river that we cross.

I was warned the day before that this stage is difficult, with many rough sections. Tackling the damp rock faces at night is indeed no picnic. I have to force myself to overcome my fear of heights and make my way as best I can along the mountainside, trying not to look at the river roaring far below.

We climb along these smooth cliffs for a very long time, before reaching a more civilised plateau. The sun has risen and we resume a normal walk toward the summit.

Deliverance

The climb is tough through the immense scree fields, but we still make it to the ridge after six hours of effort. There are many of us at the top of the pile of stones, contemplating the landscape and our little achievement. The descent is long and jarring, but not too difficult.

We sleep at the bergerie de Ballone, which is a bit overcrowded. Fortunately we arrived early, allowing us to choose a very nice spot near the river.

Tomorrow should be a long but easier day, and we hope to treat ourselves to some good Corsican cheeses at a sheepfold!