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These pages are a report
of our camino adventures, written and uploaded while we
were actually "on trail". The pictures and links
were added upon our return home.
Second Instalment
(of 5)

Pamplona is a beautiful
city. It was established by the Romans. In the Middle
Ages it was the capital of an empire that included the
southern part of France. We saw beautiful churches, the
cathedral, the baroque city hall, all with sumptuous (religious)
art. But, of course, everybody knows Pamplona from Hemingway's
book "Fiesta" and the "running with the
bulls".
The refugio was in the
middle of the town, in the bell tower of the beautiful
San Saturnino church. We had a nice meal and were asleep
at 10 pm. The bells struck every hour but never bathered
us. We slept till 7:00 a.m.

Pamplona City Hall
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Hemingway Statue
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San Saturnino Church in
Pamplona.
Our refugio was in the bell tower
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Over the next days we had fantastic
views of green mountains, valleys, water fountains and
picturesque beautiful churches, even in the smallest villages.
We climbed Perdon-Kam,
a 780 meters (2,400 ft) mountain from where we had fantastic
views to the east and west. We saw the 11th century Roman
bridge (with 6 arches) in Puente la Reina.
We filled our water flask up with red wine from the fountain
at the winery, next to the beautiful monastery at Irache.

View west from Perdon-Kam |

Puente la Reina |

Tina drinking from the wine
fountain |
In Estella my (Willem's)
knee started hurting and at night it had swollen a bit.
Because of this it took me, on the next day, almost 9
hours to walk 29 km (18 miles) to the next refugio at
Villamayor de Monjardin. It was a lovely
place, run by Dutch evangelists, and beautifully situated
on a mountain (675 mtr).
After dinner, when I was limping around,
my knee and leg were treated with "energy" and
pressure point massages by Aelya, a beautiful South African
witch. Whatever she did it helped a lot. After that Tina
massaged my knee and legs for a few nights and soon the
swelling and pain were gone.
We very much enjoyed the Rioja
region. Three days of hills and valleys, covered with
grape vines with beautiful small towns appearing where
you would not expect them. At night we always had one
or two bottles of the excellent local Rioja wine for less
than 3 per bottle.
The landscape of Najera
was a bit different. The red rocks reminded me of Sedona,
Arizona, although not as high. In the 7th and 8th century,
the Moors lived in the caves of these mountains.

Red rocks (and caves) in Najera |

Church Tower in Azofra |

High altar at Granon. I slept
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The cathedral and museum in Santo
Domingo de la Calzada was spectacular. It has
Roman as well as Gothic and even some Baroque elements.
The high altar is in Renaissance style. There were several
Flemish paintings and triptychs of that time. But the
most peculiar thing was the chicken and the rooster, who
live in the church. Click here to read the story
of the hen who flew away after it was roasted, and to
see some photos. A new window will open. Close it when
done to get back on this page.
After this enjoyable visit we went to
Granon. The refugio was in the bell tower
of an old church and the sleeping areas were on two floors.
But one could also sleep on the stone floor in the splendid
but very cold church. Andrea, Tina and Jan stayed in the
bell tower, but I choose the church. They gave me two
mattresses and I was there all by myself. I slept like
a baby with a dozen Saints, carved in the high altar,
watching over me (maybe?).

"Only" 518 more
kilometers to go
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So far Jan
and Willem have had no problem finding a place to
sleep in a refugio. We generally walked faster than
other pilgrims and were always booked in before
the refugios were full. However,
with Andrea and Tina it was a slightly different
story. In this region cyclists were only admitted
after 6 pm, since walking pilgrims had priority.
On a few occasions the refugios were full, well
before 6 p.m. and then the girls would stay in
a nice local hotel. |
After Granon we walked over the "Montes
de Oca" mountains towards Burgos. The scenery
was really pretty and the weather was great.
Today is Saturday morning, June 1st,
2002. We have just arrived in Burgos,
a beautiful city. More about this town and the rest of
our camino in the next instalment.
Go here to the next instalment.
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