The noise of 50 people was less than the four old Frenchmen from the previous night. I did have to tell my neighbor to be quiet as four Spanish teenagers were whispering loudly within 12 inches of my ear. They quieted down and I slept soundly throughout the night. Gisela was not as fortunate and tossed and turned for most of the night. At 5am, a chorus of alarms sounded and the room slowly came to life.
We were out by 6am and the visibility was maybe 20 yards with a thick fog that soon turned to a mist and a light rain. It was cold, probably in the upper 40's, but we were comfortable with all of our rain gear. While stopping for a quick coffee, we outfitted our packs with the rain gear and Gisela sported her poncho.
We climbed up and down for most of the morning and were slow going. We stopped at each small town alobg the way either for a snack or just to get out of the rain for awhile. We took our time, with options as to how far we could go. The hot sun would not make us stop early.
The clouds cleared at times to amazing views into steep canyons with hills spotted with houses and tiny villages. We descended close to 2,000 feet during the day, but we still had plenty of climbing, passing over San Roque peak. With the rain, I was unable to take many pictures, but the views were great throughout the day.
After almost 14 miles we hit Triacastle which is a small town, but with a market and 5 albergues. It was already 1pm, so we decided to call it a day. The next albergue was 6 miles away anf Marion had a stomach ache and Juliana had some foot pain.
We were able to get a room in an albergue for just the 4 of us. We all needed a little peace and privacy, and hopefully a good night of sleep.
Tomorrow we arrive to the mark where pilgrims can start walking and still receive an official certificate for a pilgrimage. The population of pilgrims will explode starting tomorrow and we will have to stop early to find an albergue.
Statue of a pilgrim
Mount of San Roque
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