This morning we left the little alburgue at 7 a.m.
The morning passed well. Rolling hills and a village every hour or so made for good travel. The temperature warmed from the 40s up to maybe low 60s.
Around 11ish we stopped for lunch in a church courtyard.
After lunch we started a long climb up a steep hill. It seemed to go on forever even when it flattened out it still was ascending. Throughout the day we kept running into various members of our traveling family that keeps expanding. This is one of the joys of the journey.
When we got to the top we found a memorial for a mass burial site from the Spanish revolution. 300 communists were shot and buried in the trench on this mountain top.
After this stop we walked the long dirt road through pine tree farm for several more hours.
At the above stop a guy had pulled up with fruit and beverages for pilgrims on donation basis.
We descended down to San Juan de Ortega a small village with a good size parochial alburgue.
Clean up, food and drink, conversations...
Mass was at 1800.
