Parador de Lerma
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... of a spaghetti western. Th barman pointed to this little bloke and asked if he could help. He put my bike in the back of his car and asked me to sit in the front and go with him - all in Spanish. He ended up being the local Steptoe and son. His place had all sorts of everything in it including an air pump built out of some old fridge parts. I doubted he would be able to do anything with the bike valve but he put some ...
... up one third of the Iberian peninsular, lying between 1000 - 3000m above sea level. On our way down from the Meseta into Hornillos del Camino we came across a cyclist in distress. She had suffered a rear puncture ( no wonder, large unit! ) so Stuart kindly wheeled her bike down the remainder of the hill dubbed Cuesta Matamulas ( mule - killer slope!)
Booked into a comfy Casa Rural Del Abuelo, surprisingly good dinner, and ...
Hi Friends and Family,
From what I can work out it means, The Kiln or Oven of The Way.Nobody knows for sure why it is so named and could be due to the harsh summer weather or named by pilgrims as a place where you would get a cooked meal.
Day 13 sees me walking from Burgos to Hornillos Del Camino and a distance of 21.7km. It is exactly 2 weeks to the day that I left St. Jean Pied de Port. That is 13 days walking ...
... supermarket, Red Leader hailed a road sweeper and obtained instructions. Unfortunately, due to the language barrier, the aforementioned supermarket was not found but everyone enjoyed the extra long walk that resulted. Another long day of 240 odd miles. Mainly fast roads with the odd twisty climb saw us reach Avila and the Parador (free parking) for a coffee and loo stop, although the girls had to wait until the cleaners had finished. And Mrs Overall in the cafeteria didn't really ...
... I wasn't crying in pain was if I waddled. I ended up walking like a very pregnant lady.
Before this we were going snail pace... I think paint could have dried faster than I was walking during this. I felt defeated... until I saw another lady hobbling worse than me ahead. I was thankful I wasn't that bad. She was really hurting and we couldn't even see her face. I could only imagine how much pain her expression would have shown.
The pain is so bad in my legs that ...