Day 8: Cirauqui to Estella (14.1 km)

I was hoping to go a little further today but after a poor night’s sleep and some new suspicious itchy spots, the priority became finding good laundry facilities by the end of the day. Estella is a major stopping point and the municipal albergue is great – again, clean and efficient. I have just spent…

Day 7: Uterga to Cirauqui (18 km)

A leisurely start this morning. Stayed for brekko and chitchat with various people. This is a very friendly family-run place and the mother/grandmother, Ana (68) started walking today with her sister Pilar (70ish). Here is Ana on the left, multitasking at 8:30 – serving breakfast and talking on the phone while her own backpack was…

Day 6: Pamplona to Uterga (16 km)

I slept like a log in my comfy bed and didn’t get out of Pamplona until noon. That was OK, though, since New Yorkers J&T and I were planning to stop in Zariquiegui, at 10 km,  saving the hard  hike up to Alto del Perdon and the harder hike down, until tomorrow morning when we’d…

Day 5: Pamplering in Pamplona

After morning eviction from the albergue, I found some breakfast and wandered over to the 4-star hotel. Eventually my friends came down for coffee. A-Irish is staying a couple of days due to injury and she invited me to stay the night with her. I accepted and spent most of the day showering, washing, lying…

Day 4: Don’t forget your didgeridoo!

… and mandolin, bed roll, tent, camp stove, library, and skateboard. Those are just some of the things hanging outside a huge and heavy backpack. Reuben is a few months into an around-the-world adventure and has been  hitchhiking in Europe from his home in the Netherlands. The musical instruments are meant to be his source…

Day 3: Roncesvalles to Zubiri (22 km)

More perfect weather. Enjoyed walking mostly by myself, but meeting others periodically. One meets all sorts of people on the Camino.  Below you see a 22-year-old Dutch fellow on the left (remember this image for my next day’s post), a young Sardinian with the flag, and an Italian celebrating a birthday. In Zubiri my friends…

Day 2: Orisson to Roncesvalles (18 km)

My camino friends are calling me “Scoutmaster” because I am so well prepared for this journey and I keep whipping solutions out of my backpack – safety pins, stuff bags, blister treatment, spare gloves, etc. Mom would be proud! My companions had shipped (in my pack liners) 100 kg or so of face creams and…