- Time of past OR future Camino
- Various 2014-19
Via Monastica 2022
Primitivo 2024
Day 1 Irun to Astigarraga
A slightly rocky start, with pounding rain for much of the day - which besides being a bit miserable made for very wet conditions underfoot.
We were pleasantly surprised at the greenness of the day and by the fast and very pleasant exot from Irun. The path meandered up and down through the Basque countryside, reminding me a lot of the Baztan.
The first stop of the day was in Oiartzun, whete we had a very nice eatly lunch at the Kastro Berri Taberna off the plaza. There is a lovely church nearby but the rain meant we didn't want to linger - nor did we stop wnen passing tabernas further along the way, but pushed straight through to Astigarraga.
Much of the way was through woodland of oak, chestnut, and beech, with the year's growth of bracken and briar coming into its early summer fullness..
We emerged from time to time from the forest to pass farms with tidy orchards of apple, cherry, and fig trees. The meadows were just coming into bloom, with daisies and aquilegia cherring our way.
The surfaces were a mix of paved and dirt. Well, make that mud. Sometimes swimming pools of it. And some of the ups and downs were rocky, muddy and sometimes running water...'interesting.'
And did I say? Up and down. And up and down. More up than down until the final descent into Astigarraga, which was fortunately not rocky, but not fun at the end of the day.
Now we are ensconced in a flash room at the Hostal Astigarraga, in an old factory off the camino, nursing sore and rather too-wet feet, but generally happy. Not the easiest day, but the weather looks a bit better and tomorow is mercifully flat
A slightly rocky start, with pounding rain for much of the day - which besides being a bit miserable made for very wet conditions underfoot.
We were pleasantly surprised at the greenness of the day and by the fast and very pleasant exot from Irun. The path meandered up and down through the Basque countryside, reminding me a lot of the Baztan.
The first stop of the day was in Oiartzun, whete we had a very nice eatly lunch at the Kastro Berri Taberna off the plaza. There is a lovely church nearby but the rain meant we didn't want to linger - nor did we stop wnen passing tabernas further along the way, but pushed straight through to Astigarraga.
Much of the way was through woodland of oak, chestnut, and beech, with the year's growth of bracken and briar coming into its early summer fullness..
We emerged from time to time from the forest to pass farms with tidy orchards of apple, cherry, and fig trees. The meadows were just coming into bloom, with daisies and aquilegia cherring our way.
The surfaces were a mix of paved and dirt. Well, make that mud. Sometimes swimming pools of it. And some of the ups and downs were rocky, muddy and sometimes running water...'interesting.'
And did I say? Up and down. And up and down. More up than down until the final descent into Astigarraga, which was fortunately not rocky, but not fun at the end of the day.
Now we are ensconced in a flash room at the Hostal Astigarraga, in an old factory off the camino, nursing sore and rather too-wet feet, but generally happy. Not the easiest day, but the weather looks a bit better and tomorow is mercifully flat