Day 27: Moratinos to Sahagun

Part one

A very short day for me today as there was a bit of a mix-up with my forward booking. But if the truth be known, my body really is extremely weary so a short walk was probably be very good for me. Last night my bedroom window over looked the Camino and when I got up this morning at about 7:30 it was still dark and I could see little lights bouncing down the Way. As it got lighter I realised that the lights were the head torches of the first rush of early Pilgrims. The weather was wet and windy and many were drawn toward the little hostel where I was staying, to enjoy coffee and toast and in the case of one Pilgrim what looked like the equivalent to a full English…..

There are so many more pilgrims now, and there is often a scramble to get to the next Auberge and grab a bed, so the pilgrims get up earlier and earlier in order to be the first at the next stop. Thus some pilgrims get up at four or five o’clock in the morning and, so I’m told, disturb their room mates in the progress……

My ‘digs’ last night were very clean but basic. I was on my own in a room that slept four, and had the luxury of under floor heating, so all my wet gear was spread decorously around the floor and was snuggly warm to put on this morning….

The towels were a tad small….

But I did have the use of four….

As always the thing that makes these small hostels stand out is the reception one receives from the owners. They really do make you feel that they are honoured to have you, it’s a concept I have never come across before. When I left this morning I was given a bar of chocolate for my journey and a hug with a Buen Camino……

It was fine when I left but extremely windy, the village square has trees all wearing sweaters to keep them warm……

Again, I was sad to leave, I think a little piece of me has been left behind with all those kind and generous people I have stayed with…

Along the way I came across this sign, I’d just love to know if there is a sign somewhere advertising unreal food, artificial food …….. what? To go with some bad coffee perhaps?

Very soon after leaving Moritinos I met up with David, he’s Italian with excellent English, and we chatted happily, he is very tired, and his feet are hurting, no blisters but they just hurt so he’s planning a extra day or two in León just to revive a little. He mistakenly took the Napoleon route over the Pyrenees which is at present closed and is rarely open until the end of April or the beginning of May. David found himself thigh deep in snow, but he arrived at Ronscesvalles safely. Two Scottish pilgrims were not so lucky, they got trapped up there but fortunately made it to a shelter and were able to make a call at get rescued. They have been fined for ignoring the signs, a fine rumoured to be 1500€ and will also have to pay for the cost of their rescue……

We passed more of these little ‘wine houses’ where the wine is kept cool to mature, I’d have loved a peek inside……

The landscape seems to be different again, a little more hilly and the Way is now wide and often gravelled. Here is a delightful spot just outside Sahagun, which would have been a nice place to stop and rest were it not for the bitter wind and the threat of rain…..

It was actually very difficult to take photographs as the wind was snatching at my phone hoping to carry it away……

And here is fellow pilgrim, David, standing besides on of the two magnificent pillars that mark the entrance to this little church of the Virgin del Puente…….

And here are the pillars themselves…….

Quite magnificent…….

End of part one

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2 Responses to Day 27: Moratinos to Sahagun

  1. Rowland says:

    I’m enjoying reading your blog Susan. Battle on! Your Camino friend Rowland .

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    • That’s lovely; are you home now? How’s that poor ill-treated toe? Don’t forget to tell your partner that it’s better to be an old man’s darling than a young man’s slave, peace be with you both x x x

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