Daily Archives: September 4, 2015

Again started the day with a cool and cloudy day. The wind is bit cold, and we needed to put on some warmer clothes. Our host from the night before drove us into town, back to the Camino.

Breakfast was not the usual spartan affair, and for once included scrambled eggs on toast. 

As it seems all Spanish villages are built on the side of a hill, we had to walk up a hill to get out of the village and onto the high plains of the Mesita again.

  
  We stopped at a small Albergue, San Bol, where the waters from the spring are said to have healing properties for the feet. Last time we skipped this stop and I paid the price. This time I bathed my feet in the waters.

    
Half way along today we stopped at Hontanas, we stopped over night at this village last time. 

   Further on we passed by the remains of a Monastery at San Bol. 

   
  We finished the day at Castrojeriz.   

We started the day after sunrise, it was cool and cloudy. A nice day for walking.  Along the Camino, up past the back of the Cathedral and out of town over the rio Arlanzon and past the university. It took about an hour before we reached the outskirts of Burgos.

Burgos Cathedral

River crossing

We stopped at Tardajos for a couple of coffees and the obligatory toilet stop. The usual – Socks off, thongs on, air the feet and when ready to go – fresh socks. We stopped at this bar last time, and its frequented mainly by locals, most of the pilgrims stop at the first place they come to. This one (Bar Ruiz) is a little further into the village. The coffee is good, and the food authentic. 

   
    
 The day consisted of a walk over flat ground for an hour or so then as this is Spain – UPHILL. A steady 2-3 hour climb up to the top of the meseta, and then down into the village.
Our accommodation is at a Casa Rural, basically someone’s house in the country side that has been setup with a number of bedrooms for guests. It also has a bar, so as we write this we are having our first basso de vino for the day. Our accommodation is about 3km out of Hornillos in a hamlet called Isar. It is described in some guidebooks as an abandoned village, far from it. It has a small but noisy local population (about 6 of them) that are all in the bar. We couldn’t find any directions to it, so I called the owner and he came and picked us up from Hornillos.
  

Just finishing off the night. We have had an excellent meal at our Hotel. Fish and potato soup, veal and white asparagus with salad, and dessert. Along with some wine. It’s hard a life.