We stayed in Madrid for a few months because we wanted to see the attractions there, so by the time we left for France it was already mid-October. The weather was getting colder and colder and there were accounts of heavy snowfalls preventing travelers from crossing the border between Spain and France.
After the hot climate on the island, I suffered terribly from the cold of the approaching winter, and so did Friday. He had never before seen mountains covered in snow and was extremely frightened.
The roads were impossible to travel on, so we had to stop. It kept snowing, and this made us consider travelling by sea again. It was then that we met four French gentlemen who had succeeded in crossing the border. They recommended their guide to us, and we asked him to help us pass through the mountains. He agreed, provided we could protect ourselves from the hungry wolves that were sometimes attacking travelers in winter. We were already a big group of people and several more French and Spanish gentlemen joined us, so the threat of wild beasts attacking us did not scare us.