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Castro-Urdiales

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  • Jun8

    Too Much Highway

    June 8 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 64 °F

    From Portugalete we first stayed in Castro Urdiales, and tonight in Laredo (obviously not the one in Texas). In order to save some miles, we had to walk these two days alongside the N-634 national highway. That’s a lot of asphalt, and too many cars whizzing by. We seem to be past that now (we hope).

    We’re back near the sea, so we’ve had some nice scenery along the way, too, as you can see from the photos. But being in a Spanish beach town on a Saturday night also means a lot of noisemaking — all night! The streets finally quieted down about 6:30 a.m., just as we were waking up!

    One last note about Portugalete: The streets leading into town from the river are so steep, there are a series of people movers on the sidewalks! Maybe the is the future of Camino?
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  • Day12

    Heute haben wir kein Bett bekommen!

    September 11 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    Aber das ist auch gar nicht schlimm. Denn Milena, mit der ich heute unser 1-Wöchiges feiere (nicht viele auf dem Weg kennt man solange😁)hat ein Zelt dabei. Wir schlafen einfach auf dem Grundstück der Herberge. Wir können trotzdem duschen und unsere Sachen waschen. Sogar ein Abendessen bekommen wir! Und das für ganze 5€! 🤩
    (heute sind wir 18km gelaufen)
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  • Day92

    Portugalete - Ontón

    September 10 in Spain ⋅ 🌧 15 °C

    Wettertechnisch der herausfordernste Tag bisher. ;) Nachdem ich morgens mein Zelt verschickt und meinen Rucksack um insgesamt 2,5 kg erleichtert habe (nichts unversucht lassen - Spoiler: Hat nicht geholfen), ging es über Pobeña nach Ontón. Wollte meinen Füßen nicht mehr als diese 18 km zumuten. Eine gefühlte Ewigkeit lang (tatsächlich ca. 10 km) auf einem kombinierten (und, ihr dürft raten - richtig! - auch asphaltierten) Fuß-/Radweg, der sich zunächst lange an der Autobahn orientierte. Dann ein schöner Abschnitt am Strand entlang, und danach ein Panoramaweg entlang der Küste, den ich sicher sehr genossen hätte, wäre er nicht einmal mehr asphaltiert gewesen. Dabei wurde ich von den schmerzenden Füßen ganz gut dadurch abgelenkt, dass ich im Minutentakt die Regenjacke öffnen, schließen und die Kapuze enger schnüren durfte. Wahnsinn, wirklich. Es war so windig, dass zwischen Sonne und sintflutartigen Regenfällen zum Teil nur 5 Minuten lagen. In Ontón hatte ich (wie auch an den Vortagen) eine Unterkunft reserviert. Wollte ich ja eigentlich nicht, aber es ist so viel los, und ich kann mit meinen Füßen gerade keine 30 km laufen, dass es so einfach entspannter ist. Hier war es eine kleine private Herberge, die wirklich schön und familiär war. 25 Betten, gemeinsames Abendessen auf Spendenbasis. Allerdings wurde es auch hier bis zum Abend so voll, dass noch Leute in den Gängen schliefen, und da aufgrund des Wetters alle mehr oder weniger im Haus eingesperrt waren, war es arg eng und unruhig. Trotzdem aber eine schöne Atmosphäre! Gibt halt auch wirklich keine Idioten unter den Pilgern. ;)Read more

  • Day123

    115. Etappe: Castro Urdiales

    November 2, 2018 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 13 °C

    Ein bisschen regnerisch wars heut, aber zum Glück trocknet meine Wanderhose in Windeseile. Ein bisschen Straße, viel befestigter Fußweg und zum Schluss gab es noch ein paar schöne kleine Wanderwege entlang der Küste - wär ja auch gelacht, wenn meine frischgewaschene Hose nicht gleich wieder ein paar obligatorische Matscheflecken abbekommen hätte 😅
    In der heutigen Herberge ist es richtig voll! Zum ersten Mal erlebe ich, wie Pilger in eine andere Herberge umziehen müssen - zum Glück gibts noch eine andere Möglichkeit. Ich habe trotz früher Ankunft kurz nach 3 noch eins der letzten Betten in der Hauptherberge ergattert.
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  • Day8

    Camino Del Norte - Day 8

    June 16, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Camino Del Norte - Day 8

    Pobena to Islares
    Distance 25km (7 hours)
    Total ascent 300m

    An enjoyable peregrinos meal last night with pilgrims from Germany, La Reunion and Spain. Three courses and wine (not for me) for the princely sum of 10 euros.
    We were packed in like sardines last night in the Albergue. Thankfully, it was a cool night and no snorers.
    Shane and I were one of the first out the door at 6.15am onto the Del Norte. The path Initially followed an old iron ore railway line through tunnels and the cliff edge.
    As we got to Onton, we parted company as the Camino offered an inland choice or stay on the coastline. I stayed with the coast which meant walking close to a motorway for a couple of hours. Not pleasant but needs must.
    I eventually arrived in a stunning town called Castro-Urdales which is dominated by the Church of Santa Maria de la Asuncion and a castle. The church is one of the Norte's finest Gothic churches.
    I joined some locals for brunch in a small cloistered cafe before setting off over the hills towards Islares. I saw over 20 Griffin vultures floating on the thermals near the cliffs edges.
    Islares is a small village with not a lot to offer. I am staying in a metal hut for peregrinos. Basic but somewhere to put my had down. The Albergue is closed.
    Tomorrow, I will walk to Laredo and may go a little further to Santona. This will involve a short ferry across to Santona.

    Thank you all for your donations to B.I.R.D and your fantastic support and messages.

    Buen Camino.
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  • Day52

    Day 51: Bilbao - Castro Urdiales

    October 3, 2016 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    Distance: 30k (1295.4/663.5)
    Weather: 27C, sunny and warm
    Mood: bit emotional and tired
    Blisters: 0
    Staying at: Aqua Via H & Spa Hotel

    Up and down

    Just like this route moves up and down (and I truly believe it's harder than the Camino Frances!), so does my mood. Bilbao didn't help, being such a big city with so many noises and people, in contrast to the stillness of my walk.
    I had a look at the amazing shapes of the Guggenheim museum in the early morning sunlight and then took the metro to Portugalete (inspired by a German mother and son) to avoid some of the industrial areas of the city. But even here I found uninspiring and industrial buildings, including a crazy cycle highway over the main roads. The landscape slowly worked on my mood and my legs felt tired.
    After a little climb (I now regard 180m as little) I rested on a bench and met Sonia from Romania, living in Germany. It was just what I needed. We had some good chats and laughed at the many similarities between us. The highlight was encountering a large truck with both a Dutch and a Romanian numberplate at a petrol station. We thought this was the most brilliant thing, but the grumpy guy being the counter was oblivious to this and demanded us to take of out backpacks but fire getting in. How beautiful these contrasts are!
    We ate our ice-creams while walking a pretty big main road (bit crazy to walk here if you ask me) and enjoyed the last of the sun.
    It was starting to get late and if there's one thing I haven't quite been able to let go, it's the need for a safe place to sleep, so I was getting a little nervous. No need though, as we slept at a lively little spa hotel and even caught a rise there for the last 1km. I slept like a baby! It was a memorable day of ups and downs...
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  • Day14

    Castro Urdinalesand bust.

    September 11, 2017 in Spain ⋅ 🌧 17 °C

    Yesterday was a tough one. I walked way more than I thought I was going to. Ten more kms than I wanted to and my feet were not happy.
    I left Bilbao after a sleepless night in the hostel owing to fellas coming in to set up at 11.30pm then going out on the town to return at 5.30 am. Anyway, walking out of Bilbao on a quiet Sunday morning was good. Not so nice along the river, but it is bring revitalized. The next part of the walk was lovely. Country life like it had been for centuries. It looked like people were at their alojamientos, harvesting and grilling the veg.
    I thought at 26 kms or so, I would stop, but there was no place. A passing walker told me 10 km more and that was not what I wanted to hear. I put on my flip flops, with socks Woonsocket style, and kept going. I can do this saysI, it is only like two laps in Lincoln Woods. Well, no, because it was a lot of big hills on a busy road, so Says I to myself "look you, it is OK to stop" and since it was 4 pm and I started at 7.15am I did stop! I put on a few band aids, put the shoes back on and hobbled along. I was not doing any positive self talk, that is for sure.
    Then..
    . Along comes Pablo! A recently retired Basque French fella who spoke French, Euaskadi and Spanish and who also had sore feet and just wanted to get to the town. So we went hobbling along together, he was charming company and made the last 5 km go by fast. We consulted our guide books on a bench on the lovely promenade when we got there and he made the phone call so we could go straight to a place and not have to roam around looking for somewhere .
    It was heaven to have my own room and shower and no snoring or smelly feet to deal with.
    Pablo and I went out for Pinxtos. We talked kids and work and football. He played on a lower division in France and he said it was the first time in his life that he had a conversation with a woman about the physical attributes of football players. Of course CR7 was top of the list, well my list. He was very interesting andy Spanish was flowing freely. It was such a lovely end to what was an up and down day, both physically and mentally.
    Thee is something about this Camino. You read about it and I am sure it is different for everyone. The Spanish people are so ready to help out and also wish you well. The people who are walking are friendly and interesting.. Maybe every one's defenses are down. It is hard to not get involved when there are 14 of you in bunk beds in a small room, sharing food and one bathroom. Great as long as I can escape to my own room after 5 or 6 nights of it!
    I fed up being ignored, despite my cooing and clicking and psh, psh kitty, horses and sheep and cows and goats and sheep, with really long legs, just keep on eating. But victory this after noon., "here chicken, here chicken" I plead from the gate, and it came over!! Made my day.
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  • Day8

    Islares - Mi Casa por esta noche

    June 16, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Sharing with Tymon from Dortmund. All for the princely sum of 10 euros.

  • Day9

    Castro Urdiales

    September 20, 2017 in Spain ⋅ 🌙 18 °C

    Nice walk today, but with a little too much asphalt. Great to see the sea again and to have an afternoon swim. More comments too follow when I'm less tired!

  • Day6

    45km - Albergue

    July 5, 2015 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    We arrived at the albergue, it only has 17 beds and it was full. However the manager of the albergue had set up tents outside for other pilgrims to sleep in. We got our own tent!!! :)

    Price: 5€ per person

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