Camponaraya to Vega de Valcarce Monday Sept. 29

Last night was an interesting night after the long day through the bike race etc we picked the first alburgue that had available beds, nice, but got a six bed room, 5 men and Sharon. Turned out not to be too bad, none of them snorers. Denis from Ottawa, one guy from Friday Harbor Wa., one from California, Friday Harbors, brother-in-law, and one police officer from Holland, all nice considerate people. Alarm went at 6 and we were off, had fresh tortilla downstairs, cafe con leche (espresso with milk) and fresh squeezed orange juice, gotta love it.

Not all picture postcards, leaving Camponaraya.

Back in wine country, watching the harvest, smaller operations pick by hand still.

Grapes for as far as you can see.

Ended up a long day on asphalt ( our new enemy), some real busy roads (but actual Camino not alternative routes).

Like being on the highway in BC, notice mesh over rocks and the yellow paint on our trail. A bit like being on the yellow brick road!

Fairy tale like except for the crane over the church, a common site so far.

The Coquihalla over our heads.

View to our left most of the day.

After 2 days in alburgues, the night before last, a bad one for Sharon, a guy from Donegal who had shared our room had measured the decibels of a man snoring in our room. He clocked him at 78 decibels, now people are watching his progress to make sure they don't end up in a room with him!!

Sharon on our balcony in Vega de Vallcarce after a 30 km day.

We opted for a Casa Rural tonight, the Rio Valcarce flows below our room and one can put their feet and legs in to relieve the strain of the day so we did.

MUY FRIO!

 

Good once you get used to it.

View from where Sharon was sitting, we could live here :)

 

From the other side we hear "muy frio" and there is this old man with a pail picking up something of the ground in his beautiful yard. We agree that it is very cold, as it is a mountain stream. Blair asks him what he is picking and he says for Blair to come across and see for himself. Blair says "muy frio" and after much cajoling he starts throwing these things across. Turns out they are walnuts and hazelnuts which Blair cracks and gratefully eats.

Nice old guy picking nuts.

We have had some of our best experiences with old Spanish men.

 

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