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First night and days in Spain

So, our first night in Spain was wild camping in woods by a cold fresh running stream. We'd headed generally downhill towards Pamplona when both Ken and spotted a likely looking path at the edge of a field. This turned out to be a perfect spot. Ice cold plunge/wash, something to eat and we were sorted. On the other side of the stream in the woods, the Camino path where the walkers were making their way to the next village.

Planning the next day by the stream

We had the next morning in Pamplona, circling the city on our bikes, picking up a few items form the camping shops, trying the 'Menu del dia' before heading back on the road. It felt like a lovely old city full of character.

Climbing out of town in to the hills for our next destination we had a sense of the plains.

Estella, a small town picked on the map and part of the Camino de Santiago route was the destination for our second night. It was a hot afternoon with a couple of demanding hill climbs, going over the Pyrenees was obviously not the end of going up! It turned out to be a small old town, with narrow cobbled streets and the stream we had camped at previously was now a river (Arga). The campsite turned out to be some way out of town past an industrial site seemingly making industrial alcohol 24 hours a day. There weren't any Camino pilgrims willing to walk extra at the end of their long day.

Day two in Spain and we wary of the steep hills...... But to our delight we found long rolling empty roads (superseded by new motorways) going on for miles or kilometres, and we fairly flew along. Almost dedicated cycling roads as were passed by only a couple of cars all morning. By the afternoon there were a few more hills that we struggled up before arriving at our destination town of Lograno. Many Spanish towns and villages have a semi industrial wasteland of closed and derelict factories and warehouses evidence of the poor economic climate that is still current here. Some of the complexes are huge.

Day three and our destination is Burgos. We anticipated empty roads parallel to new motorways and for the morning we weren't disappointed, but after lunch the roads reverted to 'A' roads and we found ourselves beside thundering juggernauts as we headed west. Scary stuff. We also found ourselves another hill climb, this time higher in altitude though not in duration as our Pyrenees crossing.
On the hill to Burgos
In the distance rain showers and only a slight descent to the city which is about 950 metres above sea level, higher than Snowden. A wet arrival through another industrial derelict zone and a confusing perambulaition trying to find the Tourist Information office. Sign posting is often very hapahazard. We looked at hostels but ended up opting for another campsite on the edge of the city, well populated with Dutch couples in caravans and motor homes.
From here we turn more SW and head for Portugal, leaving the Camino and its host of steadfast walkers.


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Keith Mann on :

Hi Mike and Ken If you get the chance call in on Palenzuela not too far from Burgos. Wonderful interesting place with some sort of religious significance. As small as Beeson but with 5 big churches.

Hedy's telephone no: 00351 960012309 (She's more reliable than me!)

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