22 km / 14 miles
I thought that pointy part would be The Challenge of the Day, but it was after the point on the 11.7 km of shadeless path in the heat of the day that won the Are You Kidding Me! ribbon.

A Day On A Path
22 km / 14 miles
I thought that pointy part would be The Challenge of the Day, but it was after the point on the 11.7 km of shadeless path in the heat of the day that won the Are You Kidding Me! ribbon.
*Came across a very happy black dog leaping and rolling in a deep mud puddle.
9/11 Puenta la Reina to Estella
I’ve had a crazy day created by a series of bad decisions on my part. Leaving Puenta del Reina, I sat on a bench right before the bridge and updated my blogs because I was too tired last night. Consequently, I didn’t cross the bridge until 1000. Then stopped for breakfast at the first village and carried on. I got very hot. Had water, but nothing with electrolytes and no snacks. Was walking very slow and hot and nauseous. Stopped in Lorca to taxi to the town before Estella but the whole town is closed per Covid. Learned this after waiting over an hour thinking things were closed midday. Walked on to Villatuera. Only 4km to Estella, which I could do, but was too late in the day. So took a taxi for the last four km to Estella.
A sample of today’s paths.
Coca Cola y tortilla (an egg and potato quiche sort of thing)
The 6-arched Romanesque bridge over the Rio Arga was built in the 11th century. Queens Bridge in honour of Dona Mayor, wife of Sancho III. Commanded the magnificent Romaneque bridge to be built to support the safe movement of medieval pilgrims who joined the route at this stage from the Francés and Camino Aragones. The six arches span the River Arga.
The Menu of the Day ( common along the Camino) includes a choice of beverage, appetizer, entree, and desert. This meal was €14
Up and down another mountain. The Camino is busily training me. I had been dreading the rocky descent past the peak (Alto del Perdon) because it kicked my rear last time. However, this time, I didn’t find it so exhausting. At the bottom, I passed the bench where I’d stopped and stretched out last time ( wondering how I’d get up and continue the last 11 km). I wasn’t even tempted to sit for a bit.
A dynamo of a woman from Florida.