Walking through a beautiful river gorge on a winding road. Bird song abundant and vociferous, came from every direction. Dawn broke, the sound of the rushing river rinsed away my last remaining negative energy. Today’s hiking; Bliss.
Yesterday’s hike was quite nice. The mountains and valleys are varying shades of green and seem to go on forever.
The scenery changed today. Behind me is the Meseta. In front of me are mountains. The fields of wheat, wine, sunflowers and hay, have given way to forests and rolling hills. The climbs are gradually, the view serene. The people I pass now seem different from when we began. Quiet, content, focused. Others are injured and hobbling, willing their way to the end of each day.
Today is a short post. I wanted to share with you another first. Tony and Molli had a new game plan today. So it was ultimately a goodbye for the next few days.
Today, I celebrated 20 days on the trail. I crossed 289 miles on the Camino, and I haven’t been in a car in 21 days.
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