Paul and I walked together, starting as the bells of the church of Santa Maria struck 07:00. A pleasant walk through agricultural fields and hills; changing from wheat to olives then to vines. Many fruit trees and asparagus also. As the sun popped through the clouds it shone on the wheat fields like gold; maybe this is where they get the gold to line their churches?
The Camino now has such long sections away from roads etc that they warn you if you are approaching traffic. Of course any signs get covered in graffiti.
Guys, remember when we made the patio at Casa Sara? Well our stone laying was better than some I saw this morning (photo below) mind you, this paving went on for nearly a mile; winding off over the hills.
I am now in Rioja country, having left Navarra behind. Logroño is the capital and is quite industrial (pop 140,000)
An even longer day tomorrow but it is now getting easier. The feet and legs now know what to do.
Some pictures below of discarded boots, the smallest shrine in Spain, my reflection in a mirror (not realising what was behind my head) a bizzare message written on a vest in a tree (nothing to do with me) and some pics approaching the city. And one of pilgrims cooling their feet.
