It is the head full with splendid images that we go down again to our tents. We hope that our cameras contain some of them also (you have just noted that it was the case). All food is within our tents, this time. The fox visits us again, it just will have shredded the dustbin and will have eaten the too ripe grapes that we had left him. Towards 3-4 hours of the morning, the rain is starting to fall, patting on our tents. We wonder one moment if they are not ashes, as we already had at some times during the day, but after checking, it is well water. It must be a little less cold than last night.

We slept better this night: 1h30 to 2h00; we are getting accustomed!