Survival Mode

Today's stage seemed especially long. Coming out of Portmarin and onto La Cabana , it was just shy of 15 miles, all uphill.  There were two hills that took me about 45 minutes to crest. 

Most of the morning was covered in deep fog.  Ignacio continues to teach me a new word every day.  "niebla" means fog.  Therefore, not a lot of pictures.

At the crest of one long hill I was greeted by this fine looking horse.  I had kept apples in my bag just for this occasion.

I also captured this video of some cattle folk training their German shepherd to move a herd.

The rest of the day was just a real slog to the finish.  I passed this Scottish woman who saw me on my crutches and said "Atoning for your sins I see.  Aye, ya must have been an evil bastard in a past life to being on the camino on those!"

The other high point for me was when I met a Canadian journalist from Ontario who asked if he could take my picture.  He was writing a journal article and so I agreed to an interview as we walked together for about 40 minutes, which is the longest that i walked with anyone on this trek.

I finished around two hours after the last of the group.  All in all I was on the road for 9.5 hours with just one half hour break.  My feet, my shoulders and my wrists are exhausted.