Saturday, September 1, 2012

Iparla And Iparla Ridge

According to our guidebooks, the two must-see sights in the Pyrenees are the Pic du Midi and the Gavarnie Cirque and Cascade. J'ai été là; je n'ai fait que. Another guidebook said that the best day-hike in all the Pyrenees was the ascent of Iparla and a walk along its ridge, a loop trail. Next day we drove out to the trail-head and its "parking area," a wider-spot in the country lane--we ended up parking at an intersection half a mile down the lane--and I did the Iparla day-hike.

For all I know, it may well be the best day-hike in the Pyrenees. It would have been a great deal better for me if a) it had been 20, no, 30 degrees cooler, b) the flies and gnats had been less numerous and relentless, c) the guidebook directions had been a little clearer, d) the clear morning had not turned into a soupy haze, and e) the sudden thunderstorm had gone a different way and not caught me in the middle of a long ridge, where I had to ride it out sitting and then lying in the trail some few feet down from the ridge top, with no protection, and a lot of time to ponder "post funera, virtus vivit." In other words, it was a hot, dry, muggy, buggy, miserable trudge up a valley and then across a face and up a couloir, 1000m up all told, to see little but haze, and then get pelted by wind, rain, hail, but, fortunately, not lightning. The walk down was through a pretty forest, I think; the flies and gnats were too dense to see much of anything once down off the ridge. Did I mention the five vicious farm dogs I had to fight off, literally, with my hiking poles, walking back the country lane to the camper?

There is always the satisfaction of outdoor achievement and the thrill of a summit, nearly any summit. But I will not do this one again.
Trailhead signage; last of the signage on this trail, although it was excellently
blazed above tree-line















Iparla and ridge














A bit of the trail, a bit before the couloir; a griffon vulture sails by: look alive...















Atop the ridge, looking west, a lone mountain pokes through the haze















Back east, the valley I came from














Further east, more haze














Looking south along the ridge














Summit marker














A bit of the valley trail and two of the shepherd's huts it
passed















Cliff-dwelling sheep














The thunderstorm approaches; it didn't look that bad, until the thunder started;
I lay low for an hour or so until it passed















On the way down, looking back at Iparla ridge














In the forest; for all the other issues, it was a very nice loop














Fixer-upper shepherd's hut

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