Hi, peregrinos,
I'm not sure when I posted last, but my Vadiniense took a nose dive in Gradefes. It was also one of the high points, since Rebekah drove out to see me and we had a quick trip to San Miguel de la Escalada, and then a big meal at a roadside bar. But after she dropped me off back at the albergue, I realized that even I, stubborn as I am, would be crazy to walk with my pinky toe looking the way it looked. I will spare you the details, but about 12 kms before arriving in Gradefes, I took my boots off for a rest to find my sock soaked in blood -- not a good sign.
So, after Reb dropped me off at the very nice albergue, I looked again at my toe and decided that I would have to suck it up and take a bus. The alternative was to wait it out in Gradefes, and though it's a nice little town, it's not a place to spend three extra days. I'm one of those nut cases who has never taken a bus, not in any of my annual caminos since 2000. It was a big deal, but I digress....
I took three days in León, basically just walking and playing tourist. San Isidoro is free on Thurs. afternoon, the Museo de León is free on Saturday (HIGHLY recommended, it's terrific), I went to the cathedral (gasp -- there is now a 5 euro entry charge), talked to many peregrinos, etc. On Friday night I went to bed with the nagging thought -- what if these boots are just too small for me? I hadn't really thought about that, since after all they are the same make and model and size that I've walked thousands of kms in, but when I put them back on on Sat. morning, they felt tight.
So after visiting the Museo de León, I spent the rest of the morning touring all the hiking shoe stores in León -- there are 5, at least that I found. One pair of Salewa felt pretty good, not great, but their 170 euro price was kind of steep. Finally, in a foot locker-type store, I tried on a pair of low Salomons, and they felt really great. I plunked down the 70 euros and said a prayer to Santiago.
Now, two days later, I am in the swing again. I felt so good on Sunday that I decided to push on past La Robla to Pola de Gordón. The Pensión Arenal is still there, the rate has gone from 15 to 18, but the barking dalmations are in fine shape, no extra charge for their added cacophony.
Yesterday Spain played Italy in the Eurocopa (tied), and there were many news reports about the EU's decision to lend Spain up to 100,000 million euros. ( Can someone tell me how many billion that is? ) Does anyone want to guess which of these items was of more interest and passion in the bars of Pola de Gordón?
Today's walk from Pola de Gordón to Pajares was spectacular. Last time I walked the Camino del Salvador with Javier and Nieves, we missed a turn and wound up grinding up to the Puerto de Pajares on the side of the N-630. It was awful. Today, I found the turn (no thanks to me, it's just that the marking has improved), and the walk went through mountain wonderland. Itś a slight but not much of an exaggeration to say that it is so well marked that you can see the next marker from the marker or arrow you are standing at. I am the world's pro at getting lost and was slightly concerned because this is really a remote part of the world, but I had absolutely no problem. I will post my pictures when I get back, so you can see for yourself, but it was just incredible.
So now here I am all alone in the nice albergue in Pajares. The hospitalera turned on the heat and a computer, so what more could I want. The bar up on the highway is under new management, and they are great. Gave me a tupperware filled with menestra, some bread and some Rioja, and here I am back in the albergue warm and happy.
Two or three more days to Oviedo, and this time I will get inside Santa Cristina de Lena or bust.
Thanks for the good wishes. Annie, I'm keeping good notes for you, and I'll post them on my return. Buen camino, Laurie
I'm not sure when I posted last, but my Vadiniense took a nose dive in Gradefes. It was also one of the high points, since Rebekah drove out to see me and we had a quick trip to San Miguel de la Escalada, and then a big meal at a roadside bar. But after she dropped me off back at the albergue, I realized that even I, stubborn as I am, would be crazy to walk with my pinky toe looking the way it looked. I will spare you the details, but about 12 kms before arriving in Gradefes, I took my boots off for a rest to find my sock soaked in blood -- not a good sign.
So, after Reb dropped me off at the very nice albergue, I looked again at my toe and decided that I would have to suck it up and take a bus. The alternative was to wait it out in Gradefes, and though it's a nice little town, it's not a place to spend three extra days. I'm one of those nut cases who has never taken a bus, not in any of my annual caminos since 2000. It was a big deal, but I digress....
I took three days in León, basically just walking and playing tourist. San Isidoro is free on Thurs. afternoon, the Museo de León is free on Saturday (HIGHLY recommended, it's terrific), I went to the cathedral (gasp -- there is now a 5 euro entry charge), talked to many peregrinos, etc. On Friday night I went to bed with the nagging thought -- what if these boots are just too small for me? I hadn't really thought about that, since after all they are the same make and model and size that I've walked thousands of kms in, but when I put them back on on Sat. morning, they felt tight.
So after visiting the Museo de León, I spent the rest of the morning touring all the hiking shoe stores in León -- there are 5, at least that I found. One pair of Salewa felt pretty good, not great, but their 170 euro price was kind of steep. Finally, in a foot locker-type store, I tried on a pair of low Salomons, and they felt really great. I plunked down the 70 euros and said a prayer to Santiago.
Now, two days later, I am in the swing again. I felt so good on Sunday that I decided to push on past La Robla to Pola de Gordón. The Pensión Arenal is still there, the rate has gone from 15 to 18, but the barking dalmations are in fine shape, no extra charge for their added cacophony.
Yesterday Spain played Italy in the Eurocopa (tied), and there were many news reports about the EU's decision to lend Spain up to 100,000 million euros. ( Can someone tell me how many billion that is? ) Does anyone want to guess which of these items was of more interest and passion in the bars of Pola de Gordón?
Today's walk from Pola de Gordón to Pajares was spectacular. Last time I walked the Camino del Salvador with Javier and Nieves, we missed a turn and wound up grinding up to the Puerto de Pajares on the side of the N-630. It was awful. Today, I found the turn (no thanks to me, it's just that the marking has improved), and the walk went through mountain wonderland. Itś a slight but not much of an exaggeration to say that it is so well marked that you can see the next marker from the marker or arrow you are standing at. I am the world's pro at getting lost and was slightly concerned because this is really a remote part of the world, but I had absolutely no problem. I will post my pictures when I get back, so you can see for yourself, but it was just incredible.
So now here I am all alone in the nice albergue in Pajares. The hospitalera turned on the heat and a computer, so what more could I want. The bar up on the highway is under new management, and they are great. Gave me a tupperware filled with menestra, some bread and some Rioja, and here I am back in the albergue warm and happy.
Two or three more days to Oviedo, and this time I will get inside Santa Cristina de Lena or bust.
Thanks for the good wishes. Annie, I'm keeping good notes for you, and I'll post them on my return. Buen camino, Laurie