Every week I go walking in the mountains by my house. I bring a lunch, a book, a notebook, a marker and two cans of paint. At the trail entrance is a bridge which has a tunnel under it. I walk, eat lunch, read a bit then walk back. As I pass by the tunnel I go inside and write things that came to me during my walk or quotes from what I was reading. After the tunnel is full I will throw a party in the tunnel and then make a zine with photos of the walks and art. I will be posting my progress here along the way. This is part 1 of the Mountain Tunnel series.









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Marcher Arrant walks the Cami Catala footpath Part 8. I walked this path from Barcelona to Logrono, Spain. It was a 3 week trip and I walked 600km. To see previous parts in this series go to my page titled Cami Catala Walk.  Click ‘keep reading’ to see photos from this walk.

Most people know about the big events of bullfighting and the running of the bulls in Pamplona. But many small towns and villages in Spain throw their own versions too. It was pretty interesting to stumble upon this one and watch for a bit.  

Walk or Die

I love these Stork nests which you can find all over Spain.

“I lived out my melancholy youth. I don’t give a fuck anymore what is behind me, or what is ahead of me. I’m healthy. Incurably healthy. No sorrows, no regrets, no past, no future.” From Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller

My goal is to be able to honestly say this one day. I am getting closer everyday. I don’t want to be a victim, a martyr, resentful, bitter, sad, tragic. I want as much life and vibrancy as I can get and then share it with others.