I was quite fine in the morning, but the planned distance included some ups and downs in the second half. Given my exhaustion yesterday and a very convenient train schedule, I decided to save my energy for the second half, which was the approach up to Ronda. I got on a 7:30 train for 10…
First half was a rather strenuous hike through a canyon. Second 45% was lovely walking. Last 5% was 1.5 km walking steadily uphill to the white village of Jimera del Libar. A bonus 1.5 km off the Camino. Well, my body was out of gas when that last slog started and it took me an hour…
I didn’t like typing “21 km” since Laurie and I agreed that it (and we) deserved a much higher number. I was concerned about the elevation profile with today going up to 30°C and the uphill parts being at the end of the day. See the profile. Sure, it wasn’t Mt Everest, but more than…
This was supposed to be just 18 km, but add on a piece at the start, a piece at the end, and a detour in the middle to avoid a bramble patch, and we are up to over 24 km. The stage was very pleasant – country roads and green fields, curious cows, and avocado…
First day with a pack and I feel it in my hips and legs. And feet. Since each of us walked to San Roque yesterday, we got a taxi to there and started walking about 8 a.m. The weather was perfect, and we were soon into the countryside, although there was some single file road…
I waited patiently for dawn, and got up early. Laurie slept 12 hours, so I was outside the hotel when she finally texted me. I knew that she would be so full of energy, compared to me, that I decided to start tomorrow’s stage, and only afterwards do the Gibraltar touristing with whatever energy remained.…
Here we go again. I make no promises about this blog, but will try. The secret is to never miss a day. Once I get behind, it is soooo hard to catch up! The Plan Meet Laurie from Chicago (my companion for most of the Lana last year) in La Linea de la Concepción and…
Today was only the second day in a month when I didn’t need to get up, pack, and start walking. But, of course, walking was to be involved, starting with the cool shady path of pollarded trees along the river. We were to meet a forum friend (who runs the Albergue Maralotx in Estella) for…
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