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.
The river was fast flowing and chilly, but nevertheless the boys spent hours wading upstream.
Surrounded by nature, it was easy to relax,
before hitting the road again and heading North.
Whilst here, Theo grew taller than me.