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happy hour! Clean and quiet we spent another evening looking back at our challenges met and forward to what was awaiting us.

Thankfully the next day our hike from Cozzano to Guitara wasn't as rugged as the last two days, the hike took us from village to village with a very steep descent to reach our hostel. Chez Paul Antoine. Very interesting characters and Mr & Mrs P.A. Mr P is a fabulous chef who prepared us a delicious Corsican meal including: soup, fresh bruccio cannelloni with mint leaves, wild boar and for desert a cake made with locally milled chestnut flour on fresh fruit! Yummy!

Guitera les bains is a small village just below the hostel (30 min by foot or 10 min hitchhiking) with natural hot baths that used to be exploited but unfortunately have fallen into disuse by the tourists and mostly frequented by locals. The baths are on privately owned land which is in turmoil by the inheritors.

Guitra les bains Quasquara 41/2 hours seemed like a piece of cake now that we had gotten over the top and the first most difficult parts of our trek, except that I ended up with a bad blister and this made it difficult to wear my boot on my right foot ! So I had to invent a shoe that could hike and keep my foot safe at the same time, in order to do this I used my sandal that I brought for the evening and covered my sandal with a hiking sock, it worked and though I looked sort of strange I managed to walk all the way to our next stop at Quasquara where we were greeted by the young woman who tends the hostel and her 17 year old cousin who is learning to be a goat heard and make his own cheese. They were full of energy and gave us faith in the youth on this beautiful island.

Quasquara Col St Georges 6 hours, I thought I would be able to wear my boot on this leg of the trip but about half way through I had to opt for the sandal sock to keep the pressure off of my ever growing blister but as soon as I walked in my sandal all was fine. We kept up a nice pace up over the peak and we oohed and awed as we looked out over the mountains to the sea. We followed the orange markings denoting our way all until all of sudden they became pink. We read the instructions in our guide book and thought we were on the right path but it turned out that we had veered off our path and we ended up in Sainte Maria Siche instead of where our last hostel was located on the Col de St Georges! A local informed us that we could either return straight up the mountain from

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