The Circo de Pineta on day 17 of my trek across the Spanish Pyrenees. I had just descended 1700 meters from the top of these mountains.

This is a train station I passed through on my journey back through France

This was taken on Day 1 in the port of Irun where I set off on the 6th of August on the first day of what would be the greatest adventure of my life. Walking 500 miles across the Spanish Pyranees.

This is the town of El Port de la Salva, after the 44th and final day.

This is a derelict hotel I passed on my return journey

A water fall I passed around day 9 of my trek across the Pyrenees.

Taken on Day 2 of the GR11 trek. This was another view from my first wild camping stop. From here I headed on to the town of Vera

This was the face of a building in the town of Puigcerda on day 38 of the trek. The town was on a plateau and the first level ground I had seen in 37 days.

Taken on day 4 of my trek across the Pyrenees, I met a group here and we stayed in an old church hall for the night after refusing to stay in the unsanitary hostel.

The Pico d'Anayet in the Spanish Pyrenees Taken around day 14 of my trek across the Spanish Pyrenees on the GR11.

Taken on day 3 of my trek across the Pyrenees. Just past the town of Vera. This was the sight that greated me when I awoke. The mist had filled the valley and the sun was just rising. The night before, I had been caught in the biggest storm I had ever se

Morning mist in the deep woodland in the region of Aragon.

French/Spanish Border