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Got my long board out to shred a few today.

I think we should all chip in, buy this beach house, and just make it party central. I’ll be in charge of the Budweiser. You guys figure out who’s in charge of all the rest of the minor details. Who’s in?

Approaching the town of San Vicente de la Barquera. Appears to be another nice surf town. I’d only been walking for a couple hours but thinking about stopping here for the day.

Went by a bunch of surf shops and surfers just before town. I was liking it.


This guy must be extremely patient. I can’t imagine how long it takes to rake together one of those big bales!

One of my “things” is I smile and say “Hola” to everyone. Construction workers, joggers, farmers, everyone I pass. I get extra special enjoyment when it’s an elderly person who is alone. I’ve gotten some unforgettable smiles in return. You can do this at home yourself. Sometimes these people are alone and sad. Your hello may make their day. It’s easy and you’ve nothing to lose. Give it a shot.



I offered $1000 for this old school cigarette machine. Fortunately they said no because I really didn’t think about how I would carry it.

Happy trails and buen Camino!
My feet and knees were sore enough last night that I got up about 1AM and soaked in a hot bathtub for 20 minutes. Felt a bit better after that.
They weren’t lying about the wind warning. Blew pretty hard all day. Guessing sustained winds near 30 mph and gusts to 40.

Remember yesterday when I saw what I hoped were clouds up in the mountains. Well, they’re not clouds.

Llamas…or are they alpacas…or is it the same thing?

Heading back to the coast. This wind is howling. Going into the wind, my hat tries to blow off but string holds it on…and darn near chokes me.

In most of the towns, the Camino goes by or near a church. This is in Cóbreces. One of the standouts from my perspective.

Kris, I say we get something like this to tow around the country! Looks like something the Clampett’s should have had. Jay Reidenbach, think we can just park it in Plantation?

The sea is very angry today.

That really is snow and it keeps getting closer! Been walking towards it for 2 days.

That is Comillas in distance. It is an older beach town (cobblestone streets).

Antoni Gaudi is my favorite architect. Well, right after Bernie and Renae Wenzig. These pics are from El Capricho, one of his first works of importance (1883-1885).




I have no clue what the name of this river is but it was a major pain in my butt today. See those houses across the river? I would walk on the other side of them 2 hours (and 6 miles) later. Frustrating!

When you walk by yourself for 8 straight hours with no music, podcast, etc., you have lots of conversations with yourself and sometimes animals. I really tried to encourage these sheep to take a short break from eating and enjoy the view. They did not respond which I guess is fortunate.

Got just little teaser views of ocean this afternoon.

Every once in a while the towns and the setting are so scenic it almost looks fake.

26 miles is a loong way. I don’t care what the terrain is like. After 20 miles my legs are pretty dead, my mind is pretty shot, and I’m pretty much staggering down the Camino. A bit scary when you’re walking down a road.

After 8 hours of walking, I finally made it to Santillana del Mar. It’s billed as one of the most beautiful villages in Spain. Many movies are filmed here and it is filled with tourists.




The Camino goes right down “Main Street”.



Thought I was going to be in for some rain today as I left Noja.



I’ve seen thousands of this type of palm tree in my days. Never seen one with geraniums growing up the trunk. Love this look.

And then for the last 5 or 6 miles we are back to the beach. That just doesn’t get old!

The Camino goes right along the top of these cliffs.

Sometimes it’s good to take a look back and see where you came from.

Sometimes it’s good to take a look back and see where you came from.

Sometimes it’s good to take a look back and see where you came from.

Our destination is that long stretch of sandy beach ahead and the surf town of Somo.

Spent some time with a couple salty locals.
Happy trails and buen Camino!
As I awoke this morning I looked up out of my tent and realized 2 things: (1) I’m glad I’m not into rock climbing; and (2) If there’s an earthquake right now I’m screwed.

Another nice day for walking. They seem to be planting lots of eucalyptus trees around here. They smell great and love that blue/grey hue.


Trail started going up a dirt toad and away from my blue dots. Scenic but disconcerting.

I’m seeing a random yellow arrow and the road makes no turns so I keep going.

Starting to get a little nervous. I am now convinced the guy who led me this way had a bit of a grin when he sent me on my way. There are random chain saws revving through the forest. All I can think of is Spanish “Deliverance”.

I was really having a bad day at this point. As I got to bottom of hill I saw that machine had left a huge mud hole. Should be OK if I just follow tracks. Not so much.

Laredo (not TX, Austin Bonner!), a nice resort town with a huge beach.

Getting close to my destination of Noja (Kris,notes). Anxious to get to this small surfing town.

Very fun climb with view back to Laredo (way in distance).

The other side of the mountain!

I was so excited by vistas and climb I decided I was going in ocean. Got down to water line and hardly noticed the 5’7” gorgeous brunette young lady with a butterfly tattoo on her ankle and a pierced bellybutton who was topless. For some reason, she screamed in horror just as I was stripping down to my Tommy Johns. Not exactly sure what scared her.

Hiked final 2 miles on the beach. For a day that started pretty bad, it ended fantastic. Remember that next time your day totally blows and it’s not even mid-morning.

Happy trails and buen Camino!
Today I made a totally unplanned early stop. Just because I could.
I may have missed the running of the bulls in Pamplona (July 6 if interested) but I witnessed the sauntering of the sheep in Castro Urdiales. Guy is a true urban cowboy. Herding them down the road with his car.

Ever in your life come across threesomes that just make zero sense? I just don’t understand what those nice bovine would be doing with that jackass. On top of that, this is the worst pastureland I have ever seen. The picture does not represent how steep that hillside/cliff is down to ocean.

I ended up stopping today at base of big hill on the left.

Got in the water a couple times. It was cold. Guessing low 60 degrees. Wanted to body surf but it was too cold for me. If that guy in picture rolls 2 feet to his left he’ll roll another 50 feet. Straight down.

My tent spot for the night. Not real scenic but great location.


I had a lot of fun with the nude beach thing in yesterday’s blog! I won’t mess with you today… but if you look really hard…

Don’t recall ever seeing stadium style seating at a beach.


Happy trails and buen Camino!