The kindly auberge manager supplied breakfast after a " guten morgan" at 6am. We set out in the cold following pilgrims in the mist. Pamploma had a big Saturday night it seemed because there were still revellers in the streets and the narrow streets showed all the evidence of partying.
We wended our way out and the camino icons were great guides.
We were passed again by two young French girls who we respectfully referred to quietly as Prancer and Dancer. They were so fast and effortless in their walking with their packs... and they would be far ahead and as we plodded on there they were again passing us.. It was good to see the energy and enthusiasm .
The mountain climb for the day wasn´t too bad.. steady but sure..with the Weather Vanes/Turbines whatever high on the horizon. It was getting very hot as the sun broke through the mist and no wind at all so the vanes were quite lifeless.
Being Sunday we had many Spanish runners shooting past us at a great rate as we stopped to suck in air. Then there were trail bike riders grunting through the gears as they climbed impossible altitude.
At the top there was a kind of panoramic iron crafted tableau of pilgrims.
A very slow down and down and down some more and we had a coffee fix with some Aussies.
Puenta La Reina was just an hour away and we struglled in , across the majestic bridge and the up to a Refugio on a hillside.
met the Irishman again( without the kilt..bit hard to recognise but he was wearing green..must be the midges) and the 1000km super French lady( we beat her in)
This probably chalks up the 100km mark I think give or take a few clicks.
It´s a bit hard to make this blog a little interesting at the end of a long day. We are both pretty tired but we hope that we are getting into the rhythm and we are just taking each day as it comes. Sorry can´t post photos today on this computer.
Hasta Leghos
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