Day 5: Arija - Olea, 32 kms
Yesterday I had dinner with the only other guest at the hotel, a young woman from Madrid. As we didn't know each other the owner had placed us at separate tables in the vast dining room. The three of us giggled at the awkward situation and concluded that the girl and I might as well sit together and keep each other company. Although, as the gentleman I am, I added: "If I don't like her, I'm moving back to my table!" And the three of us laughed heartily.
I was sure Marina was in Olea to visit family, since many people in Spain usually travel to their villages during summer to spend part of their vacation there. But no: she had no connection to Olea at all! She would stay a week at the hotel, alone, and had chosen Olea because it was a calm place with very little people. She would walk different routes in the area, relax, write, and have time to
think; she stressed the last word. She was so funny and interesting to talk too..! And finally I had company for dinner again, after having left my little Camino family on the Francés-Aragonés a week ago.
The next morning I had a small breakfast in my room. Too little to adequately prepare for the first 20 kms on the country road. It was a nightmare. The road was devoid of any open bar or café. The lake was nice to look at but I was hungry, tired and needed coffee. But there would be none of that for 32 kms.
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I almost couldn't believe it when the Camino finally turned left towards Retortillo and left the country road. The scenery immediately changed. Green Cantabrian hills, forests and pastures with cows and horses everywhere.
I followed the recordings of two guys who have done this stage on Wikiloc. After Retortillo, both guys left the calle de Nuestra Señora at one point to push through the woods. There was no signage for me to do so, but I decided to follow in their footsteps. Unfortunately they led me to a fence with barbed wire which separated me from the Camino. I followed the fence for a while to look for a breach. There kind of was one, and with a bit of acrobatics I got through without tearing myself up. I then saw that if I had continued a couple of 100 meters further along the fence, I would have reached a gate. Future pilgrims better stay on the calle Nuestra Señora instead of walking through the woods like I did. Then they will not have problems with barbed wire, and they will eventually reach that gate. In general, I suggest you use Google maps on this stage.
The Camino took another shortcut across the moor. From the wuthering heights I got the best view of the day: a broad valley, green pastures below me, and the fantastic mountains of Cantabria far away in the horizon.
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When I got to the last village before Olea, Cervatos, I hoped the hardships were over. But the worst was yet to come. More uphill walking, bushwhacking to hop on the country road, arrows barely visible... All the way up to Alto del Bardal at 1080 mtrs above sea level, where it started to rain. I used my umbrella the last kms that comfortably took me down to Olea and the apartments Casamiguel.
There is a small shop and a bar in Olea, but you'll have to backtrack 500 mtrs to get there. They close at 2 p.m. and open again at 4. Closed on Tuesdays. I didn't need to go there though. When I got to my little cottage at Casamiguel, a tray with my breakfast (included in the 30 euros) was already prepared. The owner had thrown in a couple of eggs, and as they have their own supplies for sale I could buy tomato sauce. With the things I have with me (pasta, cheese, pocket soups...) I can have both dinner tonight and breakfast tomorrow. And I rather not go outside right now because it is raining hard!
Last chapter tomorrow!