One of the joys of the Camino is bumping into other pilgrim friends again. I arrived in the tiny village of Calzado de Coto, and headed for it’s one albergue, and inside was about half a dozen of familiar faces.
I started my 27km at 6.30am, accompanied by the sweetest of sunrises. The comfortable early morning temperatures didn’t hang around too long. By 9am I was sweating buckets.
The private alburgue that I left from this morning was run by a bit of a character. One German guide book warned that he ‘likes to keep an unhealthy eye on the females who use the pool’. I don’t think there was one girl who hadn’t been encouraged by him to take a dip.
I was in Sahagan by noon and had originally planned on stopping there, but decided it was too early. I would have been there half an hour before had I not lost the trail. With all the yellow arrows and signs, it’s a pretty impressive thing to do! I ended up on the wrong side of the Burgos to Leon Autovia and had a big detour to get back on the Camino.
With the temperatures in the 30s, I had to walk the afternoon stretch without water. There are water fountains in pretty much all villages along the Camino. I approached one as I had decided to tip out my warm water for cool. I had found my first dry fountain.
Feet: Great, but my Salomon trail shoes have already split. They were not cheap and I expected them to last longer than 3 weeks. I will be contacting them.
Food: Coffee x3, toast, marmalade, bread, cheese, tomatoes, pasta, peas, cookies. 1 beer.
Feeling: Tired, but nice be around familiar faces again, two days to Leon!