It was a pretty dreary day as we walked along the N120 again. I decided to plug some tunes in and just coast along. My wet gear was effective and it was just a matter of 4-5 hours and I’d be in and dry again.
The rain was steady, but it came down pretty intensely at times.
Hey Annemarie. Do you remember sitting in a top floor window with me and watching a wedding celebration in the church to my left? We were with the Irish couple Tom and somehow I can’t remember his wife’s name. Tom was a retired firemen who was walking to remember all the people he couldn’t save from house fires. Really nice company and his lode stone was a yellow rubber duck! This is Villafranca, and from here begins the climb into the Montes de Oca.
It really is a bit of a grunt up the hillsides in wet gear, but I did catch up to John and a very nice fellow, Kim from Korea who bows to me every time we meet. Many recollections of walking in Japan when he does as when each Henro meets initially there is a small bow. A nice custom that I enjoyed.
It led me to ask myself why it always seems to rain heavily on this particular crossing. It rained here in 2013 and I remember quite the muddy mess then as well. I figure that it’s the orographic lift as the clouds cross the Meseta, now just a day ahead.
At the summit it actually started to snow! Just shy of 1200 metres I was surprised to see this today, but I’ll admit that the air was cool and I could see my breath at noon. This is the only photo that shows any snow falling, but it was interesting.
Looking back towards John and Kim and a Spanish fellow I’d met along the way who was a pretty strong walker. Yup, not the best day for photography.
I came to an interesting Camino spot that I didn’t remember from 2013. I think a bit of a rest sanctuary.
We descended quite steady from there.
And finally arrived. And found a tour group who were happily leaving the bar which was nice and quiet while I ate some well deserved lunch.
Of course the sun came out just after arriving. Never fails!