After having a lot of time to recover we woke up full of energy. We started the day as usual, but my husband had to spend a lot of time and effort preparing his feet for the road, that was a real challenge, he has all my respect for going on even with such wounds (blisters were long gone and by now had turned into wounds).
The day promised no rain so I decided to wear shorts and started walking, enjoying the magnificent view of the "Embalse". At that point in time it didn't matter that we were some kilometers before than the others and that we had to go uphill most of the way. We were very fast reaching the town of "Grandas de Salime", it was a beautiful town and it was a pity that we didn't get to go around it, and since it was seven in the morning, there was no chance of doing it.The moment we passed the church in Grandas it started to rain...not rain, pour; so, I felt not so good about wearing shorts. My socks and as consequence my shoes were wet very fast.
We knew that there was only one opportunity of getting hot coffee and it was in Castro, I spent a few days calling a "casa rural" there but no one answered the phone and the Albergue was full. Originally we wanted to sleep there.
Once we reached Castro at around 9, we found it deserted and it was raining so heavily that we didn't knock on the door of the Albergue and went searching for the casa rural. It was at the end of the town and completely closed... so we went back and asked a guy, but he wasn't aware of whether some place was open to drink a coffee, so we decided to go back and knock on the door of the Albergue.
The moment when they opened the door, it was such a nice place, warm and cozy, the coffee was like a dream and the people were so nice that we forgot about how wet we were and how much rain we had.
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| Ian and Patrice from Australia |
We met some of our companions, later they became very close to us on the way, and had a very cozy breakfast and prepared for the long day.Once we started, we didn't stop going uphill. A piece of advice: the way to A Fonsagrada is mostly uphill and you get a false impression of being near because you start to see it when you are around 15 kilometers away; so manage expectations and don't get frustrated now about getting there.
We got anxious about arriving but we had to make an effort to stop once more and eat. It was a very good idea because A Fonsagrada was far away and it took us 10 hours to reach our destination.
When we were a couple of kilometers away from A Fonsagrada, a girl approached us and asked us whether our little one owned a green rain jacket. We immediately realized that the jacket was gone, but the girl saw it some kilometers behind and didn't pick it up. We were very sad / frustrated about it because if you find something in the Camino there is no other way, so you better take it with you to the next stop. Somehow we hoped that some of the guys we crossed on the way would remember us and our little daughter, so we left a message in a restaurant for them to ask to the guys arriving and somehow at 9 PM, an angel named Angel knocked on our door to return the jacket to us. That was the first Camino sign that you should never give up believing on people. |
| A Fonsagrada is there: 10 Km away!! |
05h00 - 05h45 - Wake up and get ready
05h55 - 08h30 - Walk in the rain until Castro
08h30 - 09h45 - Breakfast at the Albergue in Castro
09h45 - 13h00 - Walk until we reached the windmills with Emilia on the bike
13h00 - 16h30 - Walk to A Fonsagrada
Hotel we stayed in A Fonsagrada:
Pension Casa Manolo, they were very friendly it was comfortable - on the Camino
Next stop O Cadavo...
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