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Day 17 - Castrojirez to Frómista

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We left the Albergue at 0545. The sun wasn't up but we knew the way out of town. It was a long haul up by 100m, which doesn't sound a lot until you try it. The road was initially quiet but we could see people in the distance


I've aways got to include a bridge.

If you look back behind Ruth and to the left you'll see the town of Castrojirez with its ruined castle at the top of the hill. It dominates this valley. The next picture is a personal memorial to War journalist. I've no idea who he was, but it's nice that someone remembered him here. The last picture is sunrise with Ruth playing with her camera. If you look closely you can still see the mist in the valley.

There was a very steep roadway going down after this ascent.

But the picture doesn't really show how steep it was. We were zigzagging across the road to reduce the steepness of the slope.

We were really in the Meseta now. It was fields of wheat, barley and what we found out was alfalfa.

We spent a lot of time taking pictures of different birds and listening for birdsong. Check out Ruth's https://www.whatruthdidnext.com/post/birds-2 if you're interested.


We had a quick look in at an Albergue sponsored by an Italian group supporting the Camino. You pay a donation to use it. This hostel was by a rather imposing bridge - I like bridges.

We stopped for coffee which was iffy. Then the Basil Fawlty School of Hospitality kicked off again, with shouting, banging of doors and the clatter of mops and buckets. Several people left rather than wait for this all to subside.

As usual, there was some decent street art. I loved the mural of Jack Skellington, in a bus stop in the middle of nowhere. Most villages we passed through were run down. Without the Camino Pilgrims and farming, I'm not sure how they'd survive.

However we stopped for coffee at a decent Albergue in Boadilla del Camino, which had great service, great coffee and great artwork.

Our path tracked the Canal de Castilla, which was a canal providing irrigation, with sluice gates and sometimes pumps, delivering water to the surrounding fields. It ended up at some lock gates and what looked like a disused, partly dismantled lock staircase. As you can see from the pictures the lock seems to have sprung a leak. We also passed a boat that was used to ferry people along the canal.

We are now in a posh room, with a terrace. We have done our laundry and it's drying outside on our posh terrace.

Next thing is to find a supermarket to get lunch supplies for tomorrow.

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