Shingy, today we walked twenty kilometres to Felzins. It was overcast, with only a slight drizzle for a short period.
The countryside is now rolling hills with pastures dotted with clusters of oak trees. A few steep, very muddy descents made for careful treading using both walking poles.
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| Crossing the river Lot |
Since we started the walk, we heard and saw many birds but no other wildlife.
As we were walking down a long hill towards a farm named Lacosta, I saw tears rolling down Punda's cheeks. I asked him, "Hi buddy, what is happening?"
He replied: "Last night I did not sleep well, and it did not even help to pray a lot. So this morning, I felt a bit dejected. As we walked down this hill, I asked God to show me something special, as a sign that He still hears me. A few moments later, a wild deer crossed the road right in front of us. It was so unexpected, and it affected me deeply. I do not know what species it was; it was about the size of a rooibok."
The second extraordinary experience happened like this. Mpanzi was getting tired and said she was now like a child asking all the time, 'how far still to go?' As we approached a tar road, a car stopped, and a man got out to put some bags into the waste bin next to the road. He got back into the car but, for some reason, did not drive off. We were looking for a sign to indicate that this was the point to leave the GR65 to go to Felzins, but there was no sign.
Without knowing if he could understand her, Mpanzi asked the man if this was a road to Felzins. 'Yes, it is; just walk straight on'', he said. Totally unexpected, he asked, "Do you want to get in?"
A couple minutes later, he dropped us at our lodging for tonight, saving us another hour of walking! What a blessing.
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| Our unexpected benefactor. |
I will post a picture showing the view from the veranda where we are now writing this story.
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| At Le Pentadou in Felzins |
It's time to say goodbye; our hosts call us to dinner.
Good night.
Msafiri
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