Camino Mozarabe

Well that was a day of every weather possible, except thunder and lightening. It was raining lightly as I left so enormous orange poncho was on. As I tried to find my way back to the Camino, the heavens opened. I found a place to shelter, struggled out of poncho and rucksack and...... changed my socks! I have an ancient waterproof pair that still work!
Trudging through the rain meant a lot fewer photos than I would normally have taken.
Headed towards more of the monumental western scenery and then a forest, which was beautiful but much time was spent watching my footing and trying not to slip.
After Purullena, the rain stopped and by Marchal, the sun came. Lovely view spot with benches where I stopped for a snack and to wring out my gloves for the third time. A little later found a lovely pilgrim rest area but didn't need to stop. Through the next town and Karina, whom I had met briefly in the morning, caught me up and we spent the rest of the day walking together.
À long climb up through the mountains and constant rain turned to snow! Scenery still brilliant but became really cold. Chose the longer road route down rather than the slippery path, which was a good move. Lovely greeting from Theresa, the hospitaleria. who dished up hot soup before we'd even registered.
Over supper of omelette and salad a lot of discussion was had about tomorrow's route. Despite encouragement from some of the others, I'm going to opt for the shorter stage, so wi be unlikely to see the chaps again, but Karina will be walking with me. A long day, about 10 hours, but full of surprises and another 29km walked in total.Weiterlesen