So our day of being tourists is over and we are back to being pilgrims again. We left Leon before the crack of dawn and wandered our way out beyond La Virgin del Camino. Our plan today was to take the scenic route and avoid the slog beside the motorway.
Every day now we have to walk in the dark… The sun isn’t up until after 8.00 so we have no choice. Most of the time it’s OK but getting out of town and villages can be tricky.
Today we had a different problem… Negotiating our way across roundabouts and busy roads. Even walking along exits and entrance roads to motorways. I did not enjoy the experience and was mighty pleased to be back on quieter paths.
It feels good to be walking again… Crunch crunch crunch underfoot.
We stopped for a break at village bar and on exiting the village we had our first bit of excitement for the day. I was walking a little ahead and as I turned a corner I saw cows/bulls/horned cattle! I didn’t see a fence but I did see a mean looking one running in my direction. COWS COWS I shouted running back to the girls… Teresa said that I had a look of terror on my face so she ran back towards the village bottle bank, shouting let’s hide behind these… She had in mind a Pamplona-esque running of the bulls scenario. Pam and Sherry being far more adventurous searched in their packs for their cameras… Whilst I hovered between the three of them like a scaredycat.
It transpired that they were indeed cows and they were actually being moved from their field to another by the farmer… The wild barking I had heard was actually his farm/working dogs keeping the cows in check.
Teresa came out from behind her bin and also searched for her camera… They’re not exactly stampeding are they she laughed… And I had to agree that maybe I did over react a little… Pam said she couldn’t hear the thundering of hooves so guessed it was safe… I did mention that I was being prudent because my backpack is bright red and bulls would maybe go for me… But Teresa shouts across… Well maybe Colleen in that case you just need to take one for the team.
So… We giggled onwards for several kilometres… Our silence interrupted every so often with giggles.. Me remembering Teresa hiding behind the bins and the others remembering what a wuss I had been.
After lunch Teresa came up behind me and said… I know now that all I have to do to scare you is to creep up behind you and say moo!
We walked on across the tail end of the meseta watching the horizon where we can see the mountains of Leon… We’re staying the night at Villavante… Tomorrow we’re heading to Astorga and the end of the mesata… The horizon was dark with clouds… I hope that doesn’t mean rain ahead!