From Leyre we looked for a mountain idyll and found one at Panticosa: Winter ski resort , Summer ghost town. For a couple of days we read, swam and savoured the tranquility.

Bigger trees in the valley were dead below 2m, I guess marking the height of the Spring floodwater

The river was fast flowing and chilly, but nevertheless the boys spent hours wading upstream.

Surrounded by nature, it was easy to relax,

after breakfast and light domestic duties

before hitting the road again and heading North.

He could be advertising any number of things, but not hair products – Phew !

Whilst here, Theo grew taller than me.

6’3″ @ 13 3/4 , Theo is tall, but not a giant, not just yet