To my friend Jean Pierre

We continue with the publication of the micro-stories of the second edition of the competition: High Altitude StoriesWe leave you to enjoy "To my friend Jean Pierre", by Uxue Ozcoidi Arizmendi.

To my friend Jean Pierre

-By Uxue Ozcoidi Arizmendi

Many years ago, in my early youth, I began my visits to
the Pyrenees, my first summits and hikes, and there he was, haughty, elegant, just like the
a little arrogant at times.

The years went by, and with them came the peaks and hikes. I travelled through
the entire Pyrenees, and sometimes from the East and sometimes from the West, always
He appeared, haughty, elegant, perhaps a little arrogant.

Wherever I went, my eyes always fell on his silhouette, haughty,
elegant, perhaps a little arrogant, and I, from my smallness, have always
I was asking, will I ever be able to, with your permission, will I ever be able to
climb up on your hairless crown so I can feel what's going on up there?

And life happened, changes happened...and there you were, friend "Jean".
Pierre".

And here I am, sitting here, on your haughty, elegant figure, perhaps... a
little arrogant?

To my admired Midi.