Today is going to be the longest day of the trip as we cover about 30 miles or close to 50 kilometers.
Portomarine is a couple of kilometers to the left of the map above.
Randy, Bryon and Liz start walking and their destination is Melide which requires walking the full distance of the top map and half-way into the next stage. Will the feet survive?
Foggy day in the woods.
Occasionally a cement picnic table will appear to facilitate a quick break.
The path is worn down from centuries of pilgrims walking to Santiago.
Why can’t we stay here? In March of 2013 we did stay here and woke up to fresh snowfall.
Have Joan and Joyce been kidnapped? Where could they be? Um-m-m-m… shopping?
But first we go to the Church of San Juan since it is Sunday. This church was reconstructed brick by brick when the dam flooded the town to build a hydroelectric power plant and they were forced to relocate the city of Portomarine.
We say a little prayer for the other three trudging down the 30 mile path today.
Now we hop into a cozy taxi for a joyride to Melide where we check our group into the albergue. Every Sunday in Melide you will find a fruit, meat and cheese market where farmers bring their produce in to sell. Randy took my camera so I’m stuck with a low-end cell phone camera and Joan’s Ipod to document the day.
Pigs feet? Not sure how I’d cook them so I’ll pass this time.
This little piggy went to market…
Norwegian cod caught in Spanish waters. Is this like lutefisk?
The air is filled with noisy chatter.
Joan negotiates our transaction and we will be supplied with delicious cheese straight from the farmer for the next several days. Delish!
Joan and I have the great plan to walk back on the trail to meet the rest of the gang to show support. We walk and walk, but don’t see pilgrims. This can’t be right? We go back, find the right road out-of-town, and wait for them…and wait…and wait… and wait some more.
Finally, after almost every pilgrim has gone by, we finally make radio contact and walk to meet them. The last 10 miles have been brutal and Randy, Bryon and Liz finally limp into town, too tired to take pictures.
Painful feet, blisters and exhaustion dictate the mood tonight.
How about some cheese with that wine?