White water

There is no rest for the wicked.  Today I was called out to look at a friend's clock which had stopped.  It was a bit of a monster but I was able to partially dismantle it and get it going again for which I was rewarded with coffee and cake.  In the afternoon I walked with Mrs TT through Rodes to the Guillera gorges.  The Tet is running strongly after the rain so there was plenty of white water.  The walk was supposed to be circular but when we reached the castle above the village the path down looked dangerously steep so we had to retrace our footsteps and return by the way we had come.