- Time of past OR future Camino
- Except the Francés
Most people taking the Vía de la Plata carry on from Salamanca northwards to Zamora (lovely Zamora). A small number (vanishingly small, as I soon discovered) turn left onto the Camino Torres. This is named after Don Diego de Torres Villarroel, a maths professor at Salamanca University who, in 1737, went to Santiago via Ciudad Rodrigo and Portugal rather than the usual (much shorter) Plata and Francés or Sanabrés. He left an extensive account of his journey, and some doggerel about most of the places he stopped at.
Day 1: Salamanca to La Rad, c17km
The official guide suggests going straight to Robliza de Cojos, about 33km, but there is a service station at the urbanización of Rad which lets you enjoy the morning in beautiful Salamanca. The hotel is fine (30€), the bar/restaurant is grim, empty and quite expensive. The walk from Salamanca is pleasant enough: you cross the Tormes by Trajan's bridge, quickly leave the Plata and join the Cañada Real de Extremadura, which will, mostly, take you all the way to Ciudad Rodrigo, almost entirely off tarmac. For about 10km you have fine views back on to the twin cathedrals. Then it's mostly prairie, mostly within earshot of the motorway to Portugal.
Day 2: La Rad to Robliza de Cojos, c21km
La Rad's bar lived down to expectations at breakfast, with ok coffee but a croissant so old and stale it should have been in a museum. Then a pleasantly undulating day, moving out of earshot of the motorway, through mixed prairie, cereal and dehesa. Robliza de Cojos is tiny and its bar is shut on Thursdays (the day I was there). The albergue is in the old school just by the church. It has a room with two beds, and I think they can get some mattresses into the schoolroom/polling station if more people arrive. There are three loos but no shower or hot water. 1.5km north, there is a service station with showers (2.5€) and an excellent restaurant with plate glass windows giving 180° views of the campo. It was bustling with people, and the contrast with La Rad was extreme - obviously, anybody with the choice would eat a good meal at a reasonable price at Robliza, rather than a bad one at a high price at La Rad. According to the visitors' book, 16 people have stayed in Robliza's albergue this year.
Day 3, Robliza de Cojos to San Muñoz, c20km
No breakfast for the first time since leaving the Mediterranean. There are no settlements between the two, and no water. Another pleasant day ambling mostly through dehesa and cereal. The only person I saw was an elderly shepherd with 200+ sheep and their bells making my favourite music. He told me I was going the wrong way (there are signs for a camino leading back to Salamanca). It was not easy explaining in bad Spanish to a monosyllabic pastor about a nutty 18th century professor and why I was following his tortuous route the other way. San Muñoz has an outstanding albergue next to the medical centre on the edge of the village. Tomás, the hospitalero, collected me from the bar and walked me to it. It has three bedrooms with three beds each, lots of blankets, a fully equipped kitchen (gas cooker, pots and pans etc), a loo with shower and hot water, a pleasant sitting room and a sunny yard for drying clothes. Donativo. Hugely helpful Tomás was off the following morning with the Salamanca amigos to take a bus to Toledo and do a few days of the Levante. There is a well stocked tienda in the village, where I bought myself some stuff to cook for supper.
Day 1: Salamanca to La Rad, c17km
The official guide suggests going straight to Robliza de Cojos, about 33km, but there is a service station at the urbanización of Rad which lets you enjoy the morning in beautiful Salamanca. The hotel is fine (30€), the bar/restaurant is grim, empty and quite expensive. The walk from Salamanca is pleasant enough: you cross the Tormes by Trajan's bridge, quickly leave the Plata and join the Cañada Real de Extremadura, which will, mostly, take you all the way to Ciudad Rodrigo, almost entirely off tarmac. For about 10km you have fine views back on to the twin cathedrals. Then it's mostly prairie, mostly within earshot of the motorway to Portugal.
Day 2: La Rad to Robliza de Cojos, c21km
La Rad's bar lived down to expectations at breakfast, with ok coffee but a croissant so old and stale it should have been in a museum. Then a pleasantly undulating day, moving out of earshot of the motorway, through mixed prairie, cereal and dehesa. Robliza de Cojos is tiny and its bar is shut on Thursdays (the day I was there). The albergue is in the old school just by the church. It has a room with two beds, and I think they can get some mattresses into the schoolroom/polling station if more people arrive. There are three loos but no shower or hot water. 1.5km north, there is a service station with showers (2.5€) and an excellent restaurant with plate glass windows giving 180° views of the campo. It was bustling with people, and the contrast with La Rad was extreme - obviously, anybody with the choice would eat a good meal at a reasonable price at Robliza, rather than a bad one at a high price at La Rad. According to the visitors' book, 16 people have stayed in Robliza's albergue this year.
Day 3, Robliza de Cojos to San Muñoz, c20km
No breakfast for the first time since leaving the Mediterranean. There are no settlements between the two, and no water. Another pleasant day ambling mostly through dehesa and cereal. The only person I saw was an elderly shepherd with 200+ sheep and their bells making my favourite music. He told me I was going the wrong way (there are signs for a camino leading back to Salamanca). It was not easy explaining in bad Spanish to a monosyllabic pastor about a nutty 18th century professor and why I was following his tortuous route the other way. San Muñoz has an outstanding albergue next to the medical centre on the edge of the village. Tomás, the hospitalero, collected me from the bar and walked me to it. It has three bedrooms with three beds each, lots of blankets, a fully equipped kitchen (gas cooker, pots and pans etc), a loo with shower and hot water, a pleasant sitting room and a sunny yard for drying clothes. Donativo. Hugely helpful Tomás was off the following morning with the Salamanca amigos to take a bus to Toledo and do a few days of the Levante. There is a well stocked tienda in the village, where I bought myself some stuff to cook for supper.