On The Camino De Santiago in Spain, Manjarín to El Acebo

November 16, 2012 — Leave a comment
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I decided against testing the electric fence and grabbed a branch of a shrub and, with some slipping and sliding, pulled myself onto the bank above the giant puddle. With more slipping and sliding, I managed to work my way down to the other side. I was pissed off. This section was by far the worst of the day. The mud was horrible, and the puddles were large and numerous…. From Page 147, Camino de Santiago In 20 Days.

I’ll get to the puddle soon. Remember, I’m a fair weather walker, and normally don’t go outside with even a threat of rain. Now, I’ll continue with my journey on the Camino de Santiago. If you have my book, I’m in the chapter, Day 14: Who Else Would I Dream About? Even if you don’t have my book, you can still enjoy this post, and learn more about walking the French Way or Camino Francés (map from Wikipedia Commons). I left my last post, On The Camino De Santiago In Manjarín Spain, saying goodbye to the most haunting site I’ve ever seen, the village in ruins, Manjarín.

 

 

Looking back, Manjarín, The French Way, Camino Frances

 

I veered off the highway onto a dirt and gravel road. Here, the walking wasn’t bad, but soon I was faced with…

wet Path west of Manjarín, Spain, Camino Frances

 

the worst trail conditions on the Camino. I had a tough decision. I wrote on page 147, “Here, the trail traversed a steep hillside, but there was a huge puddle, at least a few inches deep and impassable. On the left-hand side was a military area protected by an electric fence. On the right was a steep bank covered in rock and shrubs. Now what?”

Giant puddle, West of Manjarín, Spain, Camino Frances

 

I couldn’t tell if the electric fence it was working, and sure didn’t want to test it with so much water on the ground. I scrambled up the bank instead. I was not very happy.

Electric Fence, West of Manjarín, Spain, Camino Frances

 

The second alto or height of land, Cruce Militar. My climbing was over for the day.

Cruce Militar, West of Manjarín, Spain, Camino Frances

 

My boots got wetter as I walked through more mud and puddles, and I was looking forward to finishing the day.

Large Puddle below Cruce Militar, Spain, Camino Frances

 

 Looking back at the Cruce Militar.

Looking back, Cruce Militar, Spain, Camino Frances

 

 More mud and puddles. I took a few more similar photos but these are a fine representative of this day. I wished I walked here in nicer weather.

Muddy path west of, Cruce Militar, Spain, Camino Frances

 

More Muddy path east of El Acebo, Spain, Camino Frances

 

Eventually, I gave up walking through the mud and puddles, and jumped on the highway for the last stretch to El Acebo. Entering El Acebo on deserted streets.

Entering El Acebo, Spain, Camino Frances

 

The first albergue was full, but I was lucky to find solace in a private one. The hospitalero knew I’d had a tough day, patted my shoulder, and welcomed me inside.

Quiet Street, El Acebo, Spain, Camino Frances

I wrote on page 147, “Although it was seven o’clock and not late by my standards, I couldn’t go on. I was wet, cold, tired, and broken. The mountain and weather won the battle for the day.” On my next post, On The Camino De Santiago in Spain El Acebo To Molinaseca, I’ll leave El Acebo on another dreary day, but as the skies brightened, I saw something I had never expected, wild Spanish lavender. Yes, I never had expected to see wild Spanish lavender in Spain.

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About Randall St. Germain

Randall St. Germain, author of Camino de Santiago In 20 Days, is a middle-aged Canadian Boy who is passionate about nature, photography, hiking, music, and self-improvement. After the death of his mother, he chose to walk the famous pilgrimage, the Camino de Santiago, across the north of Spain, despite knowing little about it. He certainly didn’t plan to write a book until the latter days of his Camino. Similar to walking the Camino, writing and publishing a book was a learning experience. It was also very rewarding, and part of his ongoing journey. Please join him as he takes you along on his journey in Camino de Santiago In 20 Days, and on his blog Camino My Way.

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