I sent my pack on today, because Fred said if I sent it on NO OTHER DAY send it on for this one. I am so glad I did. I had breakfast and a glass of orange juice. Now tell me, does this look like a $2.50 glass to you?
I love Spain in the early light of morning.
I met Judy and we began traveling together. This spring was a lovely find. The water was clear and cold. This is the only picture where I’ve had to edit out a finger.
This looks like it might be the Masonic symbol.
We had lunch in Foncebadón.
After Foncebadón was the Cruz de Ferro.
There’s a separate entry on that one. Then we started down.
Remember those mountains I said I’d have to climb? I’m in them now.
This is Manjarín. A town of one. You can stay here, but there’s no electricity. Judy and I skipped it.
I didn’t take pictures of the difficult trail. I was too busy navigating it. Here are pictures before that part.
The trail was horribly steep, full of rocks ready to roll under your feet. I’d gone down inclines like that before, but never for so long. Four hours worth. I couldn’t walk properly after. All during the night my ankle ached every time I stretched. It still did the next morning.
We found a lovely albergue. Here was my first course of the pilgrim’s dinner.
Melon and Serrano ham.
I washed and put my laundry on the line. Thank God I bought quick drying fabrics. They were done in two hours, so I could bring them in before the rain started.
This was sunset from the albergue.
Travels and Adventures with Jane 