6:51 pm: Approaching the confluence of Apalimalda Brook and Harpeko Erreka. I remain lonesome and adrift in this rolling, treeless cordillera of northern Basque country. The animals here are black-legged, taciturn, bearing little charity to the outsider. Dreams have been riddled with Erreka after Erreka, secret channels of water known only to the Basque people.
Tonight I seek shelter in the nearby stable house.