Month: March 2022
I would not trust this garage
Samos Monastery
Fixer Upper
The Largest Rhododendron I’ve Ever Seen
We caught it in the height of the bloom, every flower was perfect. Curiously the grass under it was all artificial. Grass is so easy to grow here in Galicia, no watering required. But I guess you don’t have to mow it, but they might have to vacuum those rhodendron petals.
At the Laundromat
The Camino is (Not) Open
Back on March 14, we stayed in a lovely little hotel on the Plaza Mayor in Villafranca de Bierzo. The owners were so kind and friendly with us, like just about all the Spanish people we meet. The wife cheerfully told us “The Camino opens on March 15.” (In other words, the next day.) I’m not exactly sure what she meant, but we assumed she meant all the hotels, restaurants, bars, would be open ready to welcome pilgrims. And we certainly had started to see more pilgrims by then.
Unfortunately, either she was misguided or we misunderstood what she meant because we are still finding more places closed than open. We had hoped to stay in Vilei tomorrow night but the only place to stay there was closed (well the only place whose reviews did not mention bedbugs repeatedly). So, we decided to stay in Ferreiros. Again, closed. So we have decided to taxi a little further and stay in Portomarin tomorrow night. Luckily we did find a place to stay there, but the first place we called was… closed.
Also, on our walk yesterday, we walked the entire 6. 5 miles without a break because the one bar we came to was closed. Normally we could have probably sat down somewhere to rest our sore feet (still sore from the previous total downhill day) but it was a drizzly day and no dry place to sit. We need to start carrying plastic to sit on! Luckily yesterday was a delightful gorgeous walk through a lush valley along a river through the quaintest villages you’ve ever seen. So… those memories are probably what I’ll remember more than how much up and down there was and how much my feet hurt.
We took an alternate route from Triacastela, walking to Samos which has a famous monastery which dates to the 6th century. It’s quite large and was impressive. We had hoped to take a 4:30 tour of it but my feet had given out by then. If they’d had a later tour, I think I could have done it. Samos is a delightful town and we were so happy we had decided to stay there.
We are taking a break today. The walk from Samos to Sarria would have been 9 miles with no place to stop for food or coffee or rest and I have a very sore and tender big toe. It’s been hurting since the beginning of the trip, but the downhill the past two days just about did it in. We are hoping that it will recover a bit after a day of no walking. Sarria is a larger town than some (population 13,000). A good place to do our laundry at a self-service laundry and recharge our vodafone SIM cards.
Day of Contrasts
We walked 6.1 miles today, all downhill. As you probably know walking downhill is harder on your feet and knees so it was a pretty hard even though it was only six miles. We were both happy to get to Triacastela and get off our feet.
Whenever we woke up last night we could hear the wind roaring. The hotel guy said it was one of the most windy nights of the year. When we started out from Fonfria it was still windy and cold, below 40, but sunny. We both had our down coats and rain coats (which are great wind breakers) on. As we got lower and off the ridge the wind was not as bad and eventually it died down completely. We kept taking off layers and when we got to Triacastela we had only our shirts and they were too hot. It was almost 60.
We are staying at Complexo Xacobeo Albergue and Pension (aka Jacob’s Place) and are very happy with it.
Some Photos From Last Few Days of Walking
Downhill Day
Well, the main thing you can say about today is that it was all downhill. Ha ha. It was a beautiful walk and beautiful weather after we got out of the early morning wind. But both of us were ready for it to be done. It was a constant downhill, sometimes quite steep. Both of us had sore sore feet at the end.
Charlie’s track showed we descended a little over 2000 feet. So not quite as bad as hiking down from Sandia Crest to the La Luz trailhead but there were fewer switchbacks! (Like none.)