There’s daddy and baby Jesus.

Baby Jesus says ‘Peace, man’.

Or ‘Rock on’. Either way, we rocked on, all the way through the Basque Country, into La Rioja.

Today we are on a train to Pamplona heading to the start of the Camino de Santiago. One of the members of team is bringing her own bodyweight in personal gear, refusing to carry any of it, and insisting on being carried every step of the way.

There won’t be many blog posts over the next two weeks. We will update you all when we get back.

We’ve been doing some hiking over the past weekends in preparation for a big hike beginning this weekend. Piglet likes to get out into nature, au naturel, and show off her bacon.

It’s very unusual to see a moon rise in the middle of the day, but sometimes there’s a sliver of a cresent coming up…

On this day we were lucky to experience the rise of the full moon, in all its white, luminous glory…

Hey, Piglet, as well as the moon, I think I can see Uranus from here.

The colour orange, that is.

Her look of surprise is second only to her mama’s when she found out that there is peliroja in the Kennedy blood.

Her daddy took her out to the woods and gave her a stern talking to about what Disney tells us about being a woman.

Now she’s more like Donald Duck.

Can you figure out what this is?

It’s Piglet in a hammock at our friends Sergi and Andi’s apartment. They’re having a tough time right now; we’re thinking of them.