Man is the only creature who can trip over the same stone…

Man is the only creature who can trip over the same stone three times in the same day. -Juan on the Camino today

Last night we said farewell to David and his dad, Gerod, from Ireland. David will be attending grad school in statistics this fall and as they say in Ireland, he will be flying it (doing well). This morning was my last day in the Navarra province. I left Los Arcos for Torres del Rio, then on to Viana and into the last stop for the day- Lograno. Justine, if you are reading this, Ellen, Tamara and I discussed if we felt as one with our packs yet. We decided not yet- they are more like an acquaintance or perhaps a friend but not yet feeling as one! I walked 7.5 hours today over a variety of terrain; plenty of hills for sure. I ran into Ellen and Tamara in Viana (of course) and the three of us walked the final two hours into Lograon. That helped the time pass.

 

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Last day for David and his dad from Ireland
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Leaving Los Arcos
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Approaching Torres del Rio
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Underfoot
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Memorials along the way
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Memorials along the way
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Lograno, our final destination, in the distance.
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Coming to Viana
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This way
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Path into Lograno
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New Region, La Rioja
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Final destination in the distance. I optimistically told Ellen and Tamara at least we can see it. Tamara say, “Well we can see the mountains too!”
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Wine is constant proof that God loves us…

Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy. -Benjamin Franklin

I left Estella this morning and arrived at the Fuente de Vino after about 2 hours. It is a fountain that pours both water and wine. The plaque on the wall reads, “If you want to go to Santiago with strength and vitality, of this great wine have a drink and toast to happiness.” From there I climbed to the town of Villamayor de Monjardin which is a peak that overlooks the town of Arqueta. The Way then descends and continues on for 7 miles of flat road into Los Arcos. Many pilgrims have blisters now- many are very unsightly and painful. I am thankful my feet are doing great- So far so good.

 

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Leaving Estella
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Fountain of Wine
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Ascending
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Azqueta in the distance
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Climbing to Villamayor de Montjardin

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Arriving in Los Arcos
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My Hostel

 

 

Walk with the weight of your burdens and the burden of your weight.

Day 7 begins with a delay. I am headed to the post office to send home a bag of unneeded items. Even though each one individually weights little or nothing, it ADDS UP! The post office does not open until 8:30 so I need to wait until then to go.

At this hostel I was in the company of Fatima and her daughter, Mary from Ireland who had helped me get back on the right road in Cirauqui when I missed the arrow (yep they ended up at the same hostel as me). I am also in the company of Maria and Katia from Slovenia who were my bed mates in Pamplona. Poor Maria has blisters all over her feet and says her middle name is “blister”. I am also in the company of Leonardo from Brazil who is just wonderful. He walked with me the last part of the way into Estella and headed off to the municipal albergue. However, when I arrived at my hostel he was here! And his sleeping quarters were right by mine. How did that happen? I am also with sweet Ellen from San Francisco who was in Orrison with me. Well, I need to get going- today will be a late day because of the post office stop. Buen Camino!

 

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Bag to go home
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Pilgrims’ meal
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Breakfast

 

 

The craic (pronounced crack) was mighty!

I walked some today with a father and son from Ireland and they said, “The craic was mighty”. I asked what that meant and they said it means you had a good time so that is my title for today.

Today was a long one- left at 7 and arrived in Puente la Reina at 3. Left Pamplona this morning for Cizur Menor, then off to Zariquiegui. A highlight today was ascending to Alto del Perdon. From there, the descent led into Muruzabal, Obanas, and my final destination of Puente le Reina.

To note: some of the Camino family I bonded with in Orrison are taking rest days or transporting on by bus farther down the line. Kind of melancholy to know I may not see them again, but anticipating seeing familiar faces as we go and meting new pilgrims along he way.

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Everyday is a gift. That is why it is called the present.

What a gift I got at the end of the day today! When I started this adventure I was committed to just walking and not making any reservations for lodging along the way; let the Camino provide. Last night I heard several of my Camino family making reservations for Zubiri (our planned destination). The talk had been that the town was filling up fast and accommodations were slim. When looking at some of the choices for lodging I was nervous I would only be left with the municipal albergue which had a review that said, “No sheets, kinda shitty, group showers, cold, and bunks shaky”. I contemplated booking lodging and when one of my Camino family heard this she said, “Don’t do it! That is part of doing the Camino”.  I agreed. Coming into Zubiri, I was nervous about my lodging and asked the Camino to provide. I was hoping for a private room tonight for a change to provide a good rest. The first place I stopped was “complete” – full.  Next I stopped at the Hosteria de Zubiri and asked for a room for one. The woman at the desk said she would check. I was anxious. She said, “Yes, I have a room for you”. It is beautiful and perfect for me! The Camino provided,  I am thankful I did not give into the “tug” that said “book something ahead of time”.  Looking forward to day 4.

 

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