Day 5 Pamplona to Puente La Reina, Spain September 26, 2022
I had a great sleep at Jesus y Maria and was ready to get exploring by about 7:30.
Breakfast was a potato and cheese tortilla-
Unfortunately the cathedral-
was not open but I did find city hall-
and the library-
It was going to be a long day!
There are wind turbines on the top of the hill in the distance. That’s where I was headed-
Along the way-
I love walking through paths through trees!
Berries grow in the ditches-
The views are lovely-
There are a lot of rocks in the fields. Harvest is finished and just stubble remains-
Getting near the top-
There are a lot of monuments along the way-
Finally I came to Zariquiegui where I ran into Marjanne. I had a ham and tomato bocadillo - (a sandwich using a baguette) for lunch. I needed a rest after the long hill. I am trying to get used to my orthotics so I wore them for 35 minutes. I should have stopped when I first felt the irritation but no, so I have a blister on my left heel. The blister bandages work amazingly and I didn’t feel it the rest of the day. I also taped a few toes to protect them and voilà, no problem. Now if I could get rid of the stiffness in my legs, especially my calves I’d be laughing…well that’s a bit of an exaggeration but things would definitely be easier-
The church is nice-
Then it was upward and onward-
until Alto del Perón which is a monument to we pelegrinos up on top of the hill. As I approached I could hear the wind turbines making noise like a not so silent dishwasher. That sound would drive me crazy if I had to listen to it all day-
The view and from where I came-
Where I’m going-
And then the fun?? began - the descent-
Walking on the rocks was not easy, however it would have been a lot harder in the rain.
So my intention for today was the remembrance that it’s more about the journey than the destination. I made sure I looked back often and took a lot of pictures. I sat down more than ever - I don’t like doing that because the people I’ve recently passed walk by and then I have to make up for lost time. I’m not in a race, I think I just use the speed of others to gauge my own. 6+ hours of walking is hard and I don’t want to waste a moment.
Stupid comments of the day- Where are you from? Saskatchewan. Oh..
Where are you from? Saskatchewan. Oh, that’s Manitoba right? That’s the capital?
or yesterday a fellow from Portland which according to google maps is about 900 miles away had no clue where Saskatchewan was.
Finally some grapes-
and olives. We had the most delicious olives for tapas in Pamplona-
Along the descent-
Yes I felt as knackered as I look but I had finally arrived in Puente La Reina - Queen’s Bridge-
It took awhile to find an albergue - the first one didn’t exist, the second one was closed on Mondays, the third one didn’t answer calls but finally I found a bed but on the top bunk. Oh well…it’s the first time so far.
In Puente La Reina there’s a huge community garden-
And it’s the pepper harvest-
Supper was a burger with a fried egg on top-
Marjanne, Helle and Rebecca from Wisconsin came later. I went sight seeing and stopped in at the Santiago church-
I love the narrow streets and architecture-
Then I finally found the puente-
I’m looking forward to a great sleep!
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