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| Hmmm, Onward Christian Soldiers...Into battle...with the hills ahead?? This is leaving Castrojeriz |
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| 'scusa me...what does that sign say...12% grade...is it too late to turn back? |
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| But then there are those views from the top! That is in fact Castrojeriz in the distance! |
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| You make the most unusual acquaintances along the way. Here we have a transplant donor, moi, a heart transplant recipient, Enzo, and a nurse, Rosalie! Perfect combo for a climb! Enzo is 2 years post surgery and the poster child for what can be done!! The sweetest man!! |
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| All of this joy together doesn't preclude some really strange pilgrim rituals including climbing into ICE cold water...feet loved it...calves and thighs...not so much...look at Rosealie's face!! |
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| More strange pilgrim rituals! Inhale something at the end of a long breathless climb...even if it's a cigarette! |
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| Right...now back down! This is the Meseta after all ! |
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| This is the type of coffee cup that needs to be made mandatory! |
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| Yeah almost worth walking 9km before we got to eat...almost!! |
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| The only other time I saw the dark blue poppy, in a garden this time. |
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| This needs sound...of frogs and bees! |
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| Ok...so the rain in Spain does in fact fall mainly on these plains!! Luckily not on me this day! |
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