Yesterday was a walk.
In the morning I left Tardajos and began the walk further into the Meseta:
At times the desire for a cigarette was so strong, but I stayed strong and remained without.
The sun becomes strong in the afternoon and the walk into Hontanas was tough going. Still, Hontanas is a beautiful little village and a worthwhile place to stay if you don’t fancy walking on any further:
I stayed a while, had a coke and a pack of biscuits and practiced a bit of guitar.
It was about 4pm when I began the walk onwards and if I had known how hot and how difficult the walk would be then I would have remained in Hontanas:
About 8km onwards, just as I was about to drop, I came across this oasis:
It was a donativo refugio and I hobbled in, met up with some lovely pilgrims and equally lovely hospitalero, and stayed the night:
A lovely sleep and in the morning my feet and legs felt better.
Early morning I began the walk into Castrojeriz, a beautiful little town:
A wonderful pilgrim, traveling with his wife and daughter:
Today I walk further into the Meseta. The hot, arid Meseta.