We thought he was cute guarding the gates along the way.
Another tough climb.
Grape feilds when the wine was cheap and great.
The sea shell is every where. This is the symbol of the Camino and guides us along the way with the yellow arrows. Many people decorate their houses with them.
One of the many old bridges we cross.
Not sure what this was but i was lucky someone pointed it out. It was over our shoulders as we were walking.
My new buddy Alan with is new friend the hotel/bar owner. We had a great meal that evening.
Coming down into one of the towns.
The Spanish version of Molsons. Sadly a lot of Km to go as we enter the City of Burgos. This place will probably get it’s own entry one day. I took a lot of photos.
One of the markers set i to the roads and sidewalks along the way.
A Templar’s church.
Hope you enjoyed. I will try to update this with proper tags once I get home.