Best bits and blessings:
As you can see, I made it to the Picos de Europa! I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves as to why I wanted to get up into these spectacular mountains! Although I don’t think they fully capture the scale.
Zig zags and more zig zags.
In God’s rock garden.
And more zig zags, up and up.
You might be able to see a large bird of prey up high on the thermals.
Then finally, a view of the wee village of Tresviso.
I first read of some other pilgrims making this walk up to Tresviso because they heard that Fr Ernesto (of Guemes albergue) used to work here. The story goes that when the time came for him to go to his first church after training he chose to go to Tresviso because no one else would. Too isolated, long winters cut off from the world. It caught my interest too, so here I am.
I have the whole hostel to myself. And then off to the local bar for some of the local speciality, blue cheese! I’m not a huge fan of blue cheese, but it was pretty good.
But wait, there’s another way to get up here?
There‘s the obvious physical challenge of taking that walk, but we’re not talking the Himalayas here. It was very steep and demanding, yes, but it was only 2 1/2 hours, compared to the approx 8 hours I walked yesterday.
The real challenge for me was getting myself here, especially after my carefully arranged original plans fell through. It’s all very well to sit at home and look at ideas on trip advisor. The reality of making it work on the other side of the world with limited language skills and lots of other unknowns, is very different. The people at the tourist info centres were mostly very helpful, but even they were not exactly sure that everything would go to plan. Asking lots of people for help and stepping out without knowing exactly how it’s going to go really stretches me. But that’s what this is all about. I think there may just be more in me than I thought.
I spent a nervous couple of hours waiting for the bus this morning, watching other pilgrims coming and going, practising a few phrases from Google translate, and wondering if it was all going to work.
The view as I left the albergue this morning. Pilgrims usually have to leave by 8 am to allow the clean up before the next lot arrive.
The bus was about 15 minutes late, and believe me, I was hours early! I do still have to get myself back to San Vicente de la Barquera tomorrow so that will give me a new range of challenges. Also, I’m now a day behind schedule so will need to do some bigger stages to catch that up. I’m not going to catch the bus unless I absolutely have to!