It’s day 9 or something like that. I’ve stolen the card from Michelle’s camera and copied some photos of me.
This is me in a Donar place in Pamplona the night we arrived.
Seving myself at Hotel Jacob after our first day walking. It was the first beer of too many that night.
Taking a photos heading into some town.
Outside the church on the way into Estella. The place was a fortress built into the hill side.
Getting my sip of wine in my shell at the winery in Irache.
Having Tapas at el Villeno in Viana.
The crazy bunkbed in the Albergue in Viana.
Changing out of the sleeveless shirt. So much for getting rid of the farmers’ tan but my bag rubbed in some interesting spots.
Somewhere between Azofra and Santo Domingo I think. We are getting there!
Sunday Sept 8th in Belorado.
Crossing into Villafranca Montes de Oca on the little foot bridge beside the hi-way.
You might see what passes for a somile on my face. We are having a great adventure even with the moments of pain. Today has been better and once we clear tomorrows hills we will be stronger and ready for the next few weeks. We hope the wearher holds like it is now. It’s hovering between 20 & 25 degrees which is nice for walking.
We are going for dinner tonight with Tracy & Allen tonight so maybe somemore pictures of me to come…