Entrance to the Orlu reserve
Donkey paceThis morning, I’m the first one up and breakfast has already started when Mom and Dad arrive in the kitchen. I take Léo’s bottle to bed to put him in a good mood. Mom asks me to stop running around with my backpack, walking stick and all my hiking gear. I can’t, I’m so happy! As soon as I arrive at the parking lot, I go straight to the donkeys. I try to get a close-up with my camera, but it’s not easy to get the top of the ears. David explains how to walk with Framboise, the donkey we’ll be taking into the reserve. She’s greedy, so we mustn’t let her stop to eat the grass on the sides of the path. I had no idea that donkeys in the Pyrenees were so big, and I’m impressed with Framboise. I let Daddy take his tether. David agrees to let us ride on his back, but we take turns with Léo and not for the whole hike, otherwise Framboise will be too tired.