
It seems the Basques repelled his forces. This memorial was in downtown Valcarlos. This was in the 800s so they have a long memory.
Camino Frances from Saint Jean to Sahagun, then a week in Zamora

The trail today was along a river up the side of the valley. The land beside was slanted and not much use. So they kept pigs there.
We saw a little pig spat as we walked by. Several pigs were in a concrete rectangle with 3 feet walls and a small entrance about a pig and a half wide. The food was inside. One pig was laying right at the entrance and another was trying to get out. He tried just pushing through but didn’t fit. The laying pig took umbrage and they blustered a bit and finally the pig got out.
It was a beautiful day and it is clear that this guy was as happy as a pig in … a nice place to sleep in the sun.
Some stastistics.
Miles walked, 9.2 (7.8 on the trail itself) Total: 9.2 miles
Fitbit steps, 25104
Flights of stairs climbed, 140
Total walking time, 4.5 hours (including a coffee stop)
Elevation gain 1145 feet
Elevation lost 554 feet
Finally, on Thursday morning, we began the Camino walk!
We are using baggage transfer. While we are walking, I’ll only carry a waist pack and Charlie will be carrying his backpack, but just for things we might need during the day’s walk. My pack, the transfer pack, gets crammed full of all our clothes, toiletries, etc. We leave it in the reception area of the place we are staying and when we arrive at our next place, it is there waiting for us. That’s always the plan anyway. We arrange all this via a reservation on the internet. https://www.jacotrans.es. Cost is 7€ per transfer. (Today, a euro is worth $1.17.)
So, we woke up, dressed, packed most of our things in the transfer pack, went downstairs and left it in the reception area. Said a little prayer that it would make its way to where we planned to spend the night. Then, we made ourselves coffee and cereal in the hostal kitchen, had a nice chat with an Australian couple who were about to start their Camino. They said they were exhausted from their long flight. They had had to scramble to make last minute travel changes because their original flight was supposed to go through the middle east. Their revised flight went through Singapore.
After breakfast we headed out, as always energetic and excited about starting the day. As Charlie mentioned in a previous post, we took the lower valley route instead of the ridge route across this section of the Pyrenees. It was a pretty walk. Everything is lush and green. Much of it alongside a large stream/small river. It was 99% on small country roads with virtually no traffic.
About 2/3 way through we came across a strange village that seemed to be mostly a collection of mall outlets selling high end fashion and such. But there was a good bar and we had a delicious snack (chorizo and pepper sandwich) and coffee.
As always by the last mile, we were tired, a bit hot, and ready to be there. There was quite a bit of up and down on the walk and it was especially steep at the end.
More about the walk and Valcarlos, our place for the night, in photos below.
In mid-afternoon, I noticed my throat was starting to feel sore. Not terrible. But I felt like I might be getting sick. (I probably caught a little bug on the plane or in the airport!) We’d already arranged to share a taxi the next day — up to the crest of the Napoleon route to continue our hike across the mountains. Finally after some agonizing we decided we’d better not plan on the ridge hike. Too far from civilization to not be feeling well. And I didn’t feel well enough to be motivated to do the very difficult and less spectacular valley hike. So … we cancelled the shared taxi, cancelled the baggage transfer, and arranged for a taxi into Roncesvalles the next day.
I was so disappointed to miss the ridge hike. I’ve heard much about that walk. But … you hear many stories about how hard it is, maybe it is just as well! I did encourage Charlie to go without me but he wanted us to stay together.







Okay, fire doors are important but the red bar just begs you to push it. Do we need a graphic? I read a book on user interface design by Don Norman and he talks about “affordances”, design features that tell you how to use them by their design, like, for example, a push bar.
Saint Jean has become the standard starting place for the Camino Frances so the first day is a hard hike over the Pyrenees. There are two routes from Saint Jean to Roncesvalles, Spain. The preferred one is the Napoleon route which ascends early to the ridge line and goes along the ridge and then a steep down to Roncesvalles. It does not open until April 1 because there is usually a lot of snow. This route has, they say, wonderful views.
The winter route is through Valcarlos, basically going up the valley beside the ridge line. It goes along a road and there is almost no chance of dying in a snowstorm.
Oh, did I forget to mention that a number of pilgrims have died on the Napoleon route over the years. Usually foolish people who go even though it is closed. And many have had to be rescued at considerable cost which might be billed to the rescuees.
In 2013 we started in Roncesvalles but we heard about some pilgrims who had died on the Napoleon route. A week or so later we ran into a Russian couple from St. Petersburg who had been on the pass at the same time. No problem, they said, you just need the right equipment. I guess people from St. Petersburg know a lot about snow.
Anyway we were planning and worried about the snow so we made a reservation at Valcarlos, the lower route. When we checked in at Saint Jean our host was very concerned about this. He said the weather was beautiful and it was crazy to go the Valcarlos route. He was insistent and suggested a plan: stay in Valcarlos and then take a taxi up to the midpoint of the Napoleon route. Perfect: we avoid the steep climb to the ridge, the taxi takes us to a place 7-8 miles from Roncesvalles and we get the spectacular views. Done!
We met a woman from the Netherlands just outside of Saint Jean. She had the same story, a reservation in Valcarlos to be safe. We decided to share a taxi the next day.
We all know “The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men / Gang aft a-gley”. They did. See the next post.

