As I set off to tackle the Camino in France, a memory of my last Camino on the Norte in Spain
September 26th – Day 10. The rains of yesterday have mercifully cleared. It has been a stiflingly warm night and neither of us slept well but , fortified by a hearty breakfast, and some tasty morsels secreted into our day bags for lunch, we are ready for the off. Surfers are already braving the sea as the sun rises over the hills.
There are a few kilometres of road walking around the bay until the path takes us slowly upwards and inland through gentle agricultural land largely put over to livestock.
We reach MAGDALENA from where there is a steep climb through miles of eucalyptus forest. The daily walking is making me slightly fitter now and I enjoy the climb. Ten days of walking also seem to have heightened my senses. The smell of the eucalyptus after the rain is intoxicating.
The reward after the climb are the views…
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