For once I was able to start the day after a decent breakfast. So I didn’t rush, not getting on the road until after 8am.

Leaving town, view to the left

Leaving town , view to the right
There are two choices when leaving town today, up the steep hill via the scenic route or up the hill via the road. I took the second option. I knew what was to come, and I don’t need an extra hill.

Less than 200km to go to Santiago de Compostella
It’s not dream, I am getting there, one step at a time.

The view back to Villafranca del Bierzo from the foothills
Don’t waste your time looking back at what you’ve lost. Move on, life is not meant to be traveled backwards.

A path paved in gold. Not really but it was painted yellow


Walked along side this stream for a few hours

Stopped for lunch at this Mesón, veal was as tough as old boots, lucky I was hungry enough to eat old boots.

This is James, 34 and from London. I walked with him for a few hours and we chatted as we walked. Small world, he also knows Michael who worked with Jayne at Yooralla. Nice guy and I enjoyed walking with him.

The Camino Highway
I have never seen the Camino so busy, while some local business people are complaining business is slow. Yet a lot of accommodation is booked out in advance.

This is the last photo today, after this the heavens opened and I spent the last 3hrs and 12 steep uphill muddy kilometres getting soaked to the skin.
Every time I have been to Galicia it has rained on me, and there is no where to dry stuff out. It’s too wet and humid in these mountains. My boots are stuffed with toilet paper, my socks are stuffed with toilet paper. If I can these dry I will be happy, the rest I don’t care about.
