Day 18

Atapuerca to Burgos – 20kms

Today was a nice easy walk to Burgos. My feet aren’t hurting as bad as they were last year, and my knee is getting better. I even managed to walk down the stairs like a normal person.

There are two ways into Burgos. The main way is through an industrial area, and the other is a nice walk alongside the river.

Mike sussed out the route but when we got to the turn off for it, there was a big X telling us not to go that way.

We ignored it and went that way, wondering why nobody was following us.

We walked around the airport hoping to see some planes taking off or landing, but it was deserted.

After about an hour of walking we saw the Camino signs again and picked up the river path. I don’t understand why they don’t offer it as alternate route.

Some other people got lost and spent an extra hour walking.

We are staying in a hotel with a bath and it’s pure luxury. I washed my clothes as I sat in the bath.

We had dinner with some people who we met on the trail, but the food was average and overpriced. Two of the guys kept ordering bottles of red wine, which was fine. Wine is cheap in Spain, usually only 1 euro per glass in a bar.

Anyway, the bill came. We’d had 3 bottles of wine for the table and the price was 18 euro. That sounded about right, 6 euros a bottle. Nope. It was 18 euros per bottle! That’s pretty common price in NZ but not here. We felt we were taken advantage of.

We are here for two nights so we’ll explore on our own tonight, see if we can do any better with the food.

Other than that, Burgos has an amazing cathedral. Even I was impressed. There were some cool statues too.

Walking to Burgos, way over yonder.

Day 17

Belorado to Atapuerca – 30 kms.

Well, we made it. 30kms without too much pain.

We started the day with a record early start of 7.15am. We had time for a quick vending machine coffee then were on our way, no breakfast.

The first town had a cathedral built into the hillside, but no breakfast.

The next town had breakfast so we stopped for juice and tortilla. Yum yum.

It was an okay walk for most of the way. For the first half there were lots of little towns and we made sure to rest our feet at every opportunity.

Then we got to a bit where it was 12kms straight, no water and only a couple of resting places. And it dragged. A long road which never seemed to end.

After 27km we saw our friends from the previous evening relaxing by the side of the road drinking beer.

“Come join us,” they said.

“We can’t, we are booked at the next town, 3 kms away.”

“Stay, have a beer,”

“Mike, let’s see if we can stay here.”

“No, we’re booked in the next town.”

“Awww, but I want to stay and play.”

“No.” Was his reply.

So we said goodbye to our fun friends but planned to meet in Burgos. Under the clock at midnight.

Day 16 – Poppycock

Santo Domingo to belorado – 24kms

271 kms so far

We had a peasant start to the morning with a stale baguette dipped in vending machine coffee.

We started early at 7.35am to avoid the heat, and got ten minutes out of town when I realised I’d lost my sunglasses. So backtrack we did. Thankfully we found them back in town, lying on the footpath. Phew.

It was a fairly boring walk today alongside a motorway for a lot of it. There were many trucks barreling by, and a few of them blasted their air horns and waved at us. That broke up the monotony a bit.

We walked through fields of opium poppies, at least we think they were. I wasn’t game to try some in case I fell asleep.

We tried to book the next town which is 24 kms away, but they’re fully booked. Now we have no choice but to walk 30kms tomorrow, something we swore we wouldn’t do again.

Oh well, we’ll have an early night, or so we thought .

We had dinner with a couple we met a few days ago. He is from Peru and she is from Germany. Turns out we all get on really well and as well as multiple top ups of Red wine, the owner brings us shots! Yikes!

Oh well. Wish us luck for our 30 kms tomorrow. Eeeek

Day 15 – Walk on by

Najara to santo domingo de la calzada 21 kms

227 kms so far

Today was an easy walk. It’s the first day I’ve walked with almost no pain from my knee. The two days rest and two short days must have helped. Now my feet have decided to join the pain club.

Almost all the Americans we meet seem to complain about everything. Today they moaned about the hotel breakfast, the heat, the hills, the lack of wine tastings. Yep. They expect the wineries to be open to walkers for wine tasting, as if they’re gonna buy a case or two.

Other people probably moan too just we can’t understand them.

Anyway, now I’ve finally finished moaning about people moaning, there is nothing left to say. We walked. We ate lunch. We walked some more. We had a shower. We drank beer and ate dinner. The end.

Don’t forget Mike’s blog at www.wheresmike.co.uk . It’s surely way more interesting than mine.

Day 14 – He Heard it through the Grapevine

Navarette to Najara – 17km

206 kms so far

Today was a much easier day. There was no ashplalt walking and this made all the difference. And the sun was shining again.

We booked our accommodation last night and are glad we did as the albergue is fully booked now. Weird, as last night we were the only ones. We must have been out of stride with the serious walkers.

Today, with not far to go, a walker from Hungary asked us how much further.

‘4km’ Mike replied.

‘Arrrgh.’ Hungarian guy replied. ‘I’ve walked 27kms already, Ive had enough’

Not sure why these people do it to themselves.

We’re in a neat little town beside the river. We hardly saw anyone on the wall today but there are loads of walkers here and all the hostels are booked out.

We had pasta for dinner and too much rioja. The end.

Hoping to Hear it through the grape vine

Day 13

Logrono to Navarette – 16km

Today I took a tumble after leaving our hotel. Tripped over a cobblestone. Thankfully uninjured but have a sore neck, wrist, and elbow. Think I went all out to protect the knee.

It seemed to be a hard walk out of Logrono, lots of cars and noise and pavement. Once we got out of there it was much nicer.

We spotted a Chinese lady we stayed with a few nights ago. She is touring by bike, but her setup is horrible. She has a much bigger pack than us, and she’s wearing it on her back as she rides. She also has a blue pillow tied onto her saddle. And she spends most of her time walking her bike like Phoebe around central park.

We only did 16kms today but I was shattered by the time we got here. I think my late night tapas bar hopping have gotten to me.

Tonight we ate paella and drank rioja. That’s it. Oh. And we seem to be the only ones at our albergue tonight. Weird and kinda lonely.

Day 12 – Logrono

Rest Day

Today we strolled around Logrono. My knee has become very sore again so pleased for a rest day.

I bought a new phone as I’d dropped mine one time too many. I also bought a lightweight pair of sandals as my jandals aren’t very comfortable for walking too far in.

We met up with an Australian lady we’ve been running into over the last few days. She’s a recovering alcoholic like me, although I’m more of a covering alcoholic at the moment. But hey, we’re in the Rioja region!

It rained this evening but we still managed another tapas and rioja night and are fully rested for another walking day tomorrow. hope the rain is gone by then.

Day 11

Torres Del Rio to Logrono – 22 kms

Today we walked, and we walked, and we walked. It was another hot day and it was a hard walk into Logrono this afternoon.

We found the Tapas bar street and had an amazing selection of tapas/pintxos.

How it works is you go into one bar, order a mini drink and a small plate of something yummy. Then you move on to another place. So it’s kinda like pub crawling but with food.

We followed some locals as they seemed to know what they were doing, and we ordered what they were ordering. They thought it was funny that we were following them.

Some of the best food ever. One tapas bar only did mushrooms and they were amazing as their garlic buttery saltyness, dripped down our wrists as we ate them.

Then there was the pork cheek, oh so tasty.

We also had the best patatas bravas I’ve ever had, and some wagyu beef.

We are staying two nights in Logrono as it looks like a fun city to explore.

Oh, and our hotel has a bath, and a jacuzzi. Bliss.

Day 10 – Blowing in the Wind

Villamayor de monjardin – Torres del Rio – 21 kms

Today was a hard slog. It was 13 kms walk to the first town and there was no shade. The afternoon was the same. It was 34 degrees.

I think the heat and the wind has made me go mad as I made many friends today.

I met Olivia, whose hair was blowing in the wind. I told her she looked beautiful and she told me the answer and called me her friend.

Then I met Poppy. She was a stuck up cow who wouldn’t talk to me. I told her where to go.

Blackie was a cool dude, and Mike made friends with Daisy.

You know you’re going mad when you make friends with the shrubbery.

Other than talking to the Olive trees, poppies, blackberries and daisys, I sang songs. Turns out it’s a thing and I’m not the only one singing on the trail.

We are in a nice albergue tonight which is more like a hotel. It even has a swimming pool. I’m too tired to use it.

We ran into our Irish friend again. She is 62 and is walking camino for the first time and doing it on her own.

In the first few days from St Jean, she got swept away with the other pilgrims racing ahead and she started to struggle. Then she wondered why she was pushing herself to keep up and she slowed it down.

As a result, she’s doing it at our pace and we keep catching up.

Nice dinner tonight, possibly a slow start tommorrow. Hee hee.

Day 9 – Red Red Wine

Lorca to villamayor de monjardin – 19 kms

We’ve been walking for one week now and we’re loving it. I’d heard stories about overcrowding on the camino but so far we’ve found ourselves with the trail to ourselves alot of the time. Yesterday we hardly saw anybody.

Today we walked passed the wine fountain. Yep. That’s wine, from a fountain, and it’s free! So of course we had to stop and sample some.

Tonight we caught up with an Irish lady we’ve met along the way, and the Italians we dined with last night, accompanied by some newbies. It really is a social experience. And everyone is as big a drinker as me! So much for the diet.

It was hot again today, glorious weather, and will hopefully continue.Sampling the wine