After a nigh of sleeping in a snore box dorm and someone’s phone ringing at stupid o clock it was time to get up and head off. We planned a pleasant 15 – 17km walk today but alas here we are 25kms on. This was not planned, the problem arose from arriving at Aruza and powering on passing the major stop and realizing that this is possibly the most remote part of the Camino so far.
It has been a beautiful stretch, again the scenery is fantastic. I did end up having to strap my knee, the terrain is rugged. In the book it looks very flat but it really is up and down with occasional flat bits. I have to admit the declines are the hardest on the legs, you want to run but know you will face plant the floor and end up with gravel rash! The terrain really is relentless and unforgiving, probably because the walking is so continuous. At home I can walk occasionally but when it is day in day out and for such long periods it hurts.
It does come to a point when all you want to do is say f#~k off when someone says Buen Camino, because it hurts, every thing hurts.
We have met some amazing people, each has a story to tell and each is experiencing pain, but all of us are plodding on to complete this absolute madness that is the Camino. We met a bunch of young people that have been walking about 50kms a day, it’s madness, but there is something in this walk that bring out a determination within each person that just keeps you going.
We set off, sore legs and all at 9:30am and pulled up at 8:00pm. We had to walk an unexpected 5kms to find a room, but we are here and we have survived thus far. So there is liberation and there is the ability to break through the boundaries, alas sometimes it brings suffering. This is, as I have already said, an amazing experience, and one that I am privileged to be on, it challenges every part of your being and brings out strength that you never knew you had.