Pantin

After a long hard day I headed off to twang my guitar to the sunset above Pantin, I went a little further along one of my favourite tracks and found a good place to park.

Floods of thrift Ahhh

Oh blimey I hope I left it in Park with the handbrake firmly on, there is no sense of edginess when you park.

Lovely sunset, by the time I had finished twanging and loving Galicia it was pitch black on a moonless night, reversing up the barely defined track to somewhere safe to turn round was less than easy.