The start of the day was very rainy in Castro Urdiales, with quite a somber post-election mood. Lots of discarded election pamphlets on the ground and few people.
We started out with a visit to the lighthouse, and then stopped for a traditional pilgrims breakfast of tortilla and bread and coffee, looking out to sea while the worst of the rain passed, and then headed off inland towards Riosecco.
The walk was at times rather boring, with quite a lot of road walking, but had an amazing middle section climbing over some rough crops of rocks, where we encountered many goats, who looked at us quite suspiciously, and had some amazing views across the sea. We also met Jennifer from West Virginia who had decided to do the Camino after getting sick on a trip to Nepal and deciding that the Camino was the best thing for her to do next. A very interesting woman, who urged me strongly to think about doing the Appalachian trail next, who knows maybe I’ll be brave enough to do that one day.
Arrived in Riosecco after 26 km, which turned out to be one of those towns that time has forgotten, so most of the people have gone and the bars and shops were shut. We did, however find a shop where we bought bread, tomatoes and cheese, which we took back to the place we were staying (which was really just an ordinary family home with a couple of rooms for rent), which had a nice outdoor space and crockery provided so we could set up to have a lovely evening meal, which for once didn’t include anything fried.
