Castro Udiales to the Streets of Laredo

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Marty Robbins sang a song about today- I felt I was the main character at times 🥹
What a walk - I was alive every minute immersed in the weather and the landscape - but it was tough. 
High cliff plateau rain and wind, an angry ocean and rocky climbs and descents blended with the all too brief respite of shady lee-side pathways. 
Wouldn’t have missed it for quids!

Dawn - ‘oh no, it’s raining again’ 🎶

Bleak and getter wetter 


A strange powerful beauty - beginning to feel like a slow wet snail. Then coffee and cake and a welcoming bar three hours in.

Freeway, wire and a distant town and sea

Climbing again - why so many rocks por favor?
And looking over my wet shoulders

Laredo appears in the distance 

Still raining but I think it’s beginning to clear

I’m here! And on my way to the Casa de Trinidad- a hostel/convent run by Franciscan nuns, but first I went by St Mary of the Assumption- a 13th century church and I remembered lots of things 

Then it was time to stop- I’d reached my destination 

Get settled, and recovered 

Then I headed to Mass - yes it felt right -  yep 👍 

The nuns (beautiful voices) said and sang  blessing for pilgrims at the end - there were three of us and we each received a gift to help us on the way. Moving, emotional 

The image from 1210, the gift symbolises equality, freedom and love among people - says it all really.  










 





Comments

  1. Anonymous21 October 2023 at 21:46

    Hola Miguel, mate what a day! Heavy weather, heavy track, 'heavy' heart. This path sounds exacting. Glad there was a warm stop along the way and a warm welcome at the close of day. Buen camino, amigo, Neils

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  2. Chrissy2 November 2023 at 04:28

    Holy Moly rainy days would be so difficult! Onya!

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