13.80 miles today. (You can see who is counting.) We arrived in Hornillos at 1:30, which gave us an hour to have a sandwich, a beer (alas, not I), and a rest before our taxi came to bring us back to Burgos.
On the way out of town, we came across this lady who looks a lot like the lady of a few days ago who was spouting water only this one is not:
If ever a crustacean was far from home, this one, yes, quite alive, was. He was not headed toward Santiago:
This here dog is accompanying his human. He seemed not to be objecting to those paw covers:
Fred and Marianne, from Austria, have been on our schedule, so we bump into them daily. They walk very fast, only here they are sitting:
Ian taking a picture of a pretty house in Hornillos:
With an arrow like this, you don’t get lost:
Lots of rocks and you are going to see a cairn, ’cause people like to pile up rocks:
Beginning of the meseta:
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Location:Burgos to Hornillos
Grandma Goes Coastal 