Ya still raining, day 24.
Ok got new batteries for the head lamp, left in the dark. All night I thought why are people taking showers in the middle of the night, it was pouring rain. Road was muck and rocks, more extreme hiking, oh and wind. Lots of wind. Al said when we were high, as in altitude, the gusts were at least 60mph. We went up two separate mountains and entered Galicia.
Lots of fog and now I know why everything is green here.
I wasn’t sure if I was going to let you know about this or not, I have had a stomach bug for a few days, today was the worst. I felt sapped of energy and Al had to carry my pack or I never would have made it. At times I had to simply run for the woods shedding my sweater as I ran. We walked 33 km and our book tells us when you adjust for the climb add a few more km to that. I was truly dragging when we got in. I didn’t really want to eat, but managed a couple of bananas then that night I had some tea and we went to the store and just made a simple salad for dinner.
Brian has told us that so far we have come 636km, or 395miles! We are almost there, 83% of the way.
Anyway now I’ve gotten ahead of myself, so it was dark and it was raining. We seemed to go up and up, and there would be a village! It seemed kinda nuts but there was a road and maybe village is an exaggeration, 2 or 3 houses. I have no idea how many it takes to be a village.
Then we actually crawled out of the woods onto the tarmac to huge stonewalls surrounding a thriving village. They had 2 stores, some restaurants, even a laundry service, and of course a big stone church.
Then we went down for a bit, a few more villages, then up again. The views were amazing, the mist would clear and all of a sudden you would see a quilt of green pastures as far as the eye could see. I made a few videos, sorry cant post for some reason, a picture just didn’t seem enough.
Al just reminded me, I had some toast at this fantastic albergue. It wasn’t in our guide book. The owner operator is a past caminoist, so when I ordered toast I got 4 huge pieces of toasted French bread with all kinds of jam. After some persuasion , I shared with Al.
We continued down through oak trees and these giant chestnuts on a nice sandy leafy surface. Then cement, another town and our albergue for the night.
It has been raining so all off our clothes are damp, today I wore what I normally wear to bed. A pair of Al’s shorts and a longsleave undershirt. I just could not wear damp clothes when I already felt miserable. Al realized he left one of his shirts somewhere and My Socks! He is in charge of bringing in the laundry. Wearing our ponchos is like being in a movable sauna, Al said a wet shirt didn’t matter.
More of the same for tomorrow.
Ya still raining, day 24.