Pretty much all of our training has been along Linear Park and all the while we have been accompanied by the chatter, twitter, warble, squawk, screech, caroling, quacking, cawing and outright laughter of myriad birds; when we haven't felt much like walking it has always been the colours and chorus, the babies and the antics of the birds that have changed our 'drudgery' to joy. Sweet little reminders of God's amazing creation.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Day 21: Rabanal to Molinaseca 27.2kms

Packed and taped up by 6.40am, an earlier start for us as we had a mountain to climb. The climb up out of Rabanal wasn't too bad although the mountain top experience of reaching the Cruz de Ferro where we could lay our burdens, or possibly the rock that we forgot to bring from home! was less than I expected. On the track up the mountain we were fortified by freshly squeezed orange juice sold by a young man with his juicer, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. As also the couple selling bags of cherries a bit further along the way ... sweet enticements to go on. Our descent was a little more gruelling and I was, again, exhausted when we dragged into our final resting place (nothing lying horizontal for 12 hours doesn't fix apparently!). Over the mountain the villages changed in appearance with little balconies hanging over the streets, and the beautiful dark grey slate rooves; it was in one of those villages where we saw four horsemen, no not THE four horsemen, riding through on their Camino ... shades of the Wild West although one was using his iPhone which seemed a little incongruous!