I continued on the road until I came to a couple on a bench. The young man looked hot and tired. They'd just come up the path from Léhon. He told me the way, and off I went into the wooded path, immediately down a steep rocky slope. It leveled out a little, but it was all downhill for quite a while. Then, along the river, I got my first view of the monastary and excitement arose within me. I took photos, and kept walking as directed, toward the bridge. But, I came to an interesting spot, where I thought I'd sit (two blocks of stone placed auspiciously there for me), and I painted.
I was pretty happy when two men of the cloth walked by and said, "Bonsoir Madame."