Today D stayed in Salamanca to replace his lost eyeglasses and then go to Coimbra to pick up the Portugues, as planned. The walking alliances change but the friendships remain. The day was unremarkable. The Albergue at Calzada de Valdunciel had only 8 places and they filled up just before my arrival. It looked like…
We started at 7:30 this morning – a bit earlier than usual. It isn’t light much before that. We decided to walk 4 km to Morille for breakfast. Morille was a lovely little village but the bar didn’t open until 9, and posted opening times tend to be flexible in Spain. So we broke out…
Another nice day. D carries a cotton handkerchief. Except when it slips out of his pocket. I have found it twice, W has found it once or twice, and here’s a photo of H handing it back to D after picking it up. D’s main ambition these days is to get his handkerchief to Santiago.…
A new favourite day! It was very scenic and I felt good. Look at the granite fence posts and corner engineering. I walked the planned 22 km, had a boots-off break to examine the condition of my baby toes, then found this sign at the village bar and albergue, with no indication of how…
I have some blog catch-up to do! It is often hard to get to right combination of time, interest, wifi and battery charge. I walked the day alone to Baños de Montemayor, a route I remember from last year. Weather continues to be wonderful. I start the morning wearing a merino tank top, long-sleeve synthetic…
I felt out of sorts today – combination of general tiredness, weird group dynamics, a baby toe that feels like ground meat, and most important – no café con leche to get the day properly started. We were all driven to the Arco de Cáparra to resume the Vía de la Plata. This is a…
Most of the gang set off after coffee at the Bar Los Emigrantes, in a straggly line. Today’s cast of 8, together for almost a week, are all over 60 except for the two Chicas, and they won’t be seeing 50 again: Me English D, who has a very goofy sense of humour, is doing…
I woke up thinking that I didn’t want to walk 28 km today, so at the appropriate turnoff I headed for Rio Lobos, knowing that everyone else in the group was planning going to go to Galisteo. Knowing I had a shorter distance really allowed me to enjoy the walk. It included passing a police…
Seeing Clarely 