Bercianos Real Camino To Puente Vilarente

Day Thirty Seven. 34.6 K., 21.5 Mi. (my pedometer).

Written on June 5, 2014.

The walk today had many benches, some shade and Pilgrim rest stops. There were long stretches in between bars and caf├ęs.

A house built into the hillside.

A statue of St. James on the way into Reliegos.

The wall around Mansilla De Las Mulas.

I noticed today that I had to remind myself to look up. We knew at the beginning of the walk today that we would be walking many miles. I tend to keep my head down, mainly not to trip on rocks. When I do look up I am amazed at the beauty of the sky, landscape, and spring flowers.

 

Terradillos de los Templarios To Bercianos Real Camino

Day Thirty Six. 25.1 K., 15.6 Mi., (my pedometer).

Written on June 4, 2014.

Not long after we left Terradillos there was a small Labyrinth on the side of the trail. A great way to start a day of walking…walking a Labyrinth. I was focused on saying mantras and being grateful for all of my experiences. Thanks to anyone and everyone who created the Labyrinth.

After our first break Vern walked ahead to Sahagun. While I was walking two women were passing me. I greeted them and noticed that one of them had a very cool band on her hat. I complimented her hat and they both proceeded to tell me what they were doing and why they were walking.

Sidney and Izabela walking for children in Africa.

A placard on the back of each woman's backpack.

To find out more: “like” and follow them at: Facebook.com/walkforhopeofchildren. Also, more info at: clotheavillagenow.com.

A bridge on the way to Sahagun.

Today Angel left Terradillos after us, passed us, and arrived in Bercianos with plenty of time to settle in to the Albergue Santa Clara and get acquainted with more Pilgrims.

A card “magic” trick performed by Ruben. Angel, where is the 9 of hearts?

A sign at a bar in Bercianos.

 

Carrion de los Condes To Terradillos de los Templarios

Day Thirty Five. 27.8 K., 17.3 Mi. (my pedometer).

Written on June 3, 2014.

We stayed at Hostal Santiago in Carrion de los Condes. It was a beautiful room and we received great service! In the morning as we were leaving we noticed that the way out was through the bar and not through the gate. If you love your coffee in the morning like Vern and Angel this works well.

Today we are walking on the Calzada Romana, also known as the Calzada de los Peregrinos.

Most of the walk today is on the Calzada Romana.

From the first moment we started walking on April 30th Angel has been helping people from all over the world. She will observe something out of place or that needs adjustment on their backpacks. She is good about sensing whether the time or place is appropriate to approach the Pilgrim. She has helped many people! Today she received a kiss for her efforts.

Angel checking the adjustments to a Pilgrim's backpack.

Yesterday I heard someone walking away from Angel saying very loudly, “perfect, perfect”!

Today Chris asked me if I had seen the couple on bicycles who just got married. My first thought was, “this is pretty cool, people know that I'm writing a blog and now are giving me tips”!

Newlyweds' bicycles.

The newly weds, Jesus and Natalia, as they rode by me.

My favorite waymarker on the Camino!

 

Hornillos del Camino to Castrojeriz

Day Thirty Two. 22.4 K., 13.9 Mi.

Written on May 31, 2014.

It's early morning and the trail winds it's way up a hill. When I get to the top I like to look behind me. Some of the greatest photos I have taken are of where I have been.

Theos, Francois, and Angel not far behind me.

Vern and I know of a place in the Meseta between Hornillos del Camino and Castrojeriz. It is a municipal Albergue, San Bol, that has had the reputation of being a hippie Albergue. We are fascinated by the claims of magic water. In our guide book it says, “the waters from the well are said to have healing properties and to cure aching feet”.

Sign and marker for San Bol.

Angel and I are walking together. Vern had said that he was going to stop in San Bol so we walk 100 meters off the Camino to see if he is still there.

Just in time to see Vern put his feet in the water.

Angel doesn't have to say anything. Her face shows how cold the water is!

I take a moment of mental preparation so that I am able to keep my feet in the water.

We go inside the Albergue to get warm and have breakfast that they are now serving.

Today is the first time that I see the Pilgrim dog. He is carrying his own pack. At a break in Hontanas he was even playing with a ball.

A pilgrim and his dog.

San Anton, ancient monastery. A road goes through the ruins.

There is an operational private Albergue here.

Lots of flowers on the path today.

 

Belorado to San Juan de Ortega

Day Twenty Eight. 26.6 K., 16.5 Mi.

Written on May 27, 2014.

The above distances are what Vern and Angel walked. When I woke up at the Albergue I was not feeling well. At breakfast all I felt like having was tea. Thanks Angel for bringing it to my bed! I started walking with every intention of getting to San Juan de Ortega.

An ancient Hermitage on the way to Villafranca de Oca.

Vern and Angel were already in Villafranca de Oca taking a break with Sonja and Izzy when I arrived. By this time I was not feeling much better. Several people started telling me that Sonja, Izzy, and Monica, among others, were going to take the bus. Angel and Vern suggested that I follow them to the bus stop and go ahead to San Juan de Ortega to take care of myself. As I was walking up the road toward the bus stop I became sick on the side of the road….thanks Sonja, Izzy, and everyone who helped me at that moment!

When the bus arrived Monica was speaking to the driver. Monica lives in Guatemala and speaks fluent Spanish. She told me that the bus does not go to San Juan de Ortega but somewhere in between there and the next Camino village.

I sat back and was very grateful that I would be getting off the bus with Monica….not really sure where that would be. When the bus stopped only Monica and I got off, everyone else was going to Burgos. We were not even in a village, we were left in front of a few structures. Monica listened carefully and heard voices. She walked toward a couple unloading their car. She spoke with them for a few minutes with a lot of pointing and and head nodding. I heard them say that there were no taxis in the area and no way to get to Ages, the closest village to them. San Juan de Ortega was at least 7K from them, Ages only 2K. I just said to myself, “I am safe and I'm with Monica”. The woman motioned for us to follow her. She pointed down a dirt road in the middle of fields. Monica and I walked at least a mile until we reached Ages.

Ages, Spain.

A church on a hill on the way to Ages.
When we reached the Albergue in Ages Monica got in line to check into the Albergue. She decided to stay there. I was still comtemplating how I was going to get to San Juan de Ortega. I had the phone number for the Casa Rural that we had reservations at. Monica was kind enough to speak to the owner when he answered. Within ten minutes I had a ride to San Juan de Ortega. Today I walked 9.4 miles.
An Angel named Monica!
 
 

 

 

Santo Domingo de la Calzada to Belorado

Day Twenty Seven. 25.1 K., 15.6 Mi.

Written on May 26, 2014.

There are a few villages on the way to Belorado today. It helps to have a place to sit and have coffee or juice every few miles. Angel has met an American from Michigan, Steve Allen.

Vern, Angel, a cat, and Steve Allen.

Most of the way today I walked by myself. Vern and Angel were walking ahead to Belorado. Two Pilgrims were hitchhilking. The husband's leg was hurting, he thought it would injure his leg more to walk the two miles to Belorado. One of the owners of Albergue Cuatro Cantones drove from Belorado to pick them up.

The entrance to Albergue Cuatro Cantones, Belorado.

Most of the landscape today looked like this.

Belorado is a city with many murals throughout. Some are very sophisticated. Some are intricate and some are tags.

A beautiful mural in Belorado.

 

Najera To Santo Domingo de la Calzada

Day Twenty Six. 22.2 K., 13.8 Mi.

Written on May 25, 2014.

Today was another good walking day. I needed a light jacket and some of the time sunglasses. Vern and Angel went ahead to find beds for us. We are staying at Albergue Abadia Cisterciense.

Pilgrims on their way to Santo Domingo de la Calzada.

Today a Pilgrim gave anyone and everyone who walked by an incredible gift: the gift of music and singing.

He was located in a perfect location: right before a hill!

Check out this short video:

http://youtu.be/2vERl8Jga9k

 

Villamayor de Monjardin To Torres del Rio

Day Twenty Three. 21.1 K., 13.1 Mi.

Written on May 22, 2014.

We stayed in a very rustic Albergue. When Vern, Angel, and I arrived we were directed to go to the top of the stairs. There were four beds in the room. Later in the day Yumi from New York joined us.

Vern laying in bed in our “penthouse”.

As the other Pilgrims arrived at breakfast and started gathering their backpacks we noticed that today Barbara from Australia was wearing a dress. Her comment was, “Sometimes you just have to walk in a frock”.

Barbara in her frock.

The sky this morning is beautiful. The surrounding area is a mixture of mountains, pasture, ancient ruins, and wildflowers.

A wonderful climate and sky for walking!

More and more Pilgrims were passing us on our way to Torres del Rio today. It was no surprise that the Albergues were filling up. We were told that there was a room for three available. We waited for the Hospitaliero to have a moment to show us the room. When he motioned for us to follow him we couldn't believe that we were walking away from the Albergue. Just down the street was a brand new hotel. We were able to have two rooms for the price of one. The added bonus: a hot tub!

Nancy, Vern, Fernando, Izzy, and Sonja. Angel is relaxing in the tub but “out of sight”.

 

Estella To Villamayor de Monjardin

Day Twenty Two. 9.6 K., 5.6 Mi.

Written on May 21, 2014.

Today was a short walking day. We arrived in Estella yesterday after the Correos closed, (post office).

We spent the night in Estella and went to the Correos just after they opened. There were a few reasons we went there. One main reason was to pick up our ballots and vote. Thanks to the Del Norte County, California Election Department for sending our Primary Ballots to Estella, Spain. We sat in the Correos, voted, and mailed our ballots right away.

Vern and Nancy with our ballots ready to mail.

Not far from Estella is Irache, home to the wine fountain.

Free wine on the left, water on the right.

A man from the U.K. And his pilgrim dog.

Angel with the amazing view not far from Villamayor de Monjardin.

I shared in yesterday's posting that we saw a donkey crossing the bridge in Puente La Reina. Soon after we saw the donkey, we saw his “owner” trying to find him. Today we saw them together walking up the mountain toward Villamayor.

Theos and Francois.

 

Puente La Reina To Estella

Day Twenty One. 22.6 K., 14 Mi.

Written on May 20, 2014.

It is not unusual to see a vehicle on the road in the early morning. However, it is unusual to see a donkey walking in the turn lane. As the donkey approached the bridge a vehicle veered around him like it was a routine maneuver. That was the scene this morning while we were walking out of Puente La Reina.

Donkey on the road.

Vern noticed that the donkey had a torn hobble on it's leg, meaning that it had been restrained at some point.

Donkey crossing bridge into town.

After a short time we saw a Pilgrim walking with a rope asking us if we had seen his donkey. We answered him and he took off quickly.

Pilgrim looking for his donkey.

More boots left behind.

In 2012 Vern and I saw an outline of the world in a field made out of tires. Today we met the designer and saw the changes that have been made since then. As Angel was walking toward the “vista point”, Miguel made a point to show her his world “project” that has evolved from tires to tires with plants.

World “map” made out of tires, 2012.

Miguel with the current greener version of the world.