The only morning I left before light. Won’t carry that headlamp again!The wine fountain – that way —>Wine on the left and water on the right. I didn’t see anyone go for the water! Igúzquiza – Those villages always looked closer than they were. Especially when I was hot and thirsty. Ready to put my feet up and sip on that cold Coca-Cola (with 3 ice cubes and a slice of lemon)A hot and dusty dayWe were grateful to come across this shelter. Boots and socks off! Water. Nectarine. A quick lie-down on that concrete slab. Heaven.A village with a bar (market/cafe) was usually pretty close. I stopped at every one! Villamayor de MonjardinLos Arcos. A little rainfall, but it didn’t last longPilgrims! We find each other along the way. Over and over. Good to catch up with Evie and Kim this day.Los Arcos. Evening. Ordering dinner and dodging raindropsDinner! And John noticed – no cheese! Mary and Harriet
Leaving Puente la Reina (boots are getting dusty)Puente la ReinaThe bridge over the Rio Arga coming into Puente la Reina. The Queen’s Bridge 11th centuryWe share the path with cyclists. We always hope they let us know when they are approaching!EstellaAlways a sign!To bed at last!
