It was cold with a skiff of snow making the trees look quite different.
And the grass lands as well.
There was no where to get a meal in Ortega so like everyone else I planned to stop in the beautiful village of Ages where it was hoped a bar would be open on a Sunday morning.
However on arriving in Ages there seemed to be quite a few folks with the same plan,
so I decided to continue on to Atapuerca where I recall there being a bar too. However, while there was a bar, it turned out to be closed this cold Sunday morning. I wasn’t overly hungry after a big lunch and dinner yesterday and decided the road snacks I carried would be enough to get me to Burgos. So I headed up the climb out of Atapuerca. Gee it was cold with the wind blowing on the way up to Matagrande. I just missed this flock of sheep coming out to change pastures.
The top has become a bit of a special place on the Camino.
And many have left stones here for very personal reasons.
The circle of life was still here, though the snow made it a bit hard to pick out.
And someone took the time to message those who followed on this cold day.
Knowing that the climb up here would make me sweat a bit, I stopped at the top for a moment to put on my warm vest. The wind was really cutting and it hurt to remove my jacket, but I was instantly warmer, almost toasty:)
Burgos lay before me, still some housers away. And beyond it the start of the Meseta, a 7-8 day crossing.
A different sort of selfie. I had music going again today. The ear buds helped to keep the cold wind out! Annemarie left me her purple buff that I’m wearing around my neck. It’s been a life saver! I’m wearing mine as a tuque.
Annemarie, you know just what I’m thinking!
It’s a long way in, but obviously I made it in good time. I had planned to come through the city gate this time from the river, but I stupidly followed the yellow arrows that brought name in to the cathedral in the same way as last time. Argh! But all that was soon forgotten as I again viewed this most magnificent structure. One of the crown jewels in Spain.
After arriving I finally had something to eat and managed to complete a few chores before checking in to my small hotel. I then went out to see the town and the church. Burgos is a really nice city. Lots going for it.
The peregrinos like to hang out here as well. Some seemed to be warm enough with less clothing...
It’s later than usual because I decided to enjoy a bit of Spanish life. Watching a football El Classico in a bar!