In the morning we reached by taxi the town of Biniaraix, just above Soller, and started hiking this stage with worried smiles… the weather forecasts announced cold winds, rain and stormes.

This was definitely a day to remember! As we arrived at the Embassement de Cùber, we were already soaking wet and felt so cold that the remote possibility of stopping for a break, for drinking some water, taking pictures or even peeing suddenly vanished…

… we walked the entire stage without stopping for a single minute, keeping our faces pointed to the ground in the desperate attempt to avoid the pouring rain. Moreover, our hands were so cold and it was difficult to zoom into the maps on our GPS devices.

I am so happy I was hiking with my mom, as she is the strongest person I know, and she kept encouraging me to keep walking and not to stop!

As we finally arrived at Tossals Verds, the athmosphere was also quite special. Everyone was taking off the clothes in the living room, trying to secure the best spot in front of the fireplace to dry them… it was a funny situation, we were all so cold, wet, tired and desperate that the room was suddenly full of crazy loughing hikers.

Strong trail friendships were bonded by sharing this out-of-the-world experience and a warm meal next to the fireplace. In the evening, everyone gathered at the tables and we all planned together an alternative stage to Lluc for the next day, as the weather forcast didn’t seem to get any better.