By Laurel
This was a day that filled our senses!
🔸Our sense of sight: extensive vistas of snow-capped mountains at the horizon; rolling lush green meadows across a wide valley (seen from above); bright wild flowers along our path through the woods
🔸Our sense of hearing: cow bells clanging; the cheery birdsong of Iberian chiffchaffs in the oak trees as we passed by; cars and trucks on the occasional paved road
🔸Our sense of smell: pungent barnyard aromas from the numerous farms we wended along
🔸Our sense of touch: gentle mist on our faces in the early morning ascent up a long hill; mud tacky beneath our trail shoes; cool breezes on our arms
🔸Our sense of taste: a trailside picnic lunch of Asturian cheese and salami
🔸Our sense of wonder: admiring the beauty of nature
🔸Our sense of gratitude: to be here together on this Camino
On a practical note, since my feet are really complaining a lot and I don’t want them to mutiny, I decided to give them a break and enlisted a pack-transport service. Jim says I was practically skipping along the trail today.
A misty morning on our long climb out of Salas
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| The freeway up above us. |
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| Jim is back there in the shade. |
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| Skirting some mud. Nobody fell in! |
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| Windmills on the hilltops. |
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| Walking into Tineo (newer part of town visible below). |
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| Left: view from our Albergue. Lower right: town square in front of the Albergue. |
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| View from the Albergue. |
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