Zamora to - well, Granja de Moreruela

A bit of a surprise today. There were a great number of people in the albergue at Zamora. So we decided to go a little further than the next town which is where most would end up. 

 

Garden Sculptures 

But we mucked  it up and ended up in a town that advertísed an albergue which it didn't have! In my defense I was following a 73 year old Austrian who later claimed he didn't see the town we were aiming for! I did notice it, but thought there'd been a change of plan as we passed it by on the trail. However, it was still early, so we carried on. And ended up here at Granja de Moreruela - 43km later! I must be getting fitter!

 

Montamarta

The walk was great - big, wide blue skies, over a high rolling plain, patchworked by bright yellow rapeseed plantings alternating with deep green wheat fields. And in the folds of the hills the occasional farm building. 

 

Our Lady of Mt Carmel, Montamarta

In the distance I could see a mountain capped with snow - the entrance to Galicia, where I'll be soon. It was a magical day's walk. And I'm buggered so off to sleep!

 

Manuel - a German lad. Here the Camino divides dependíng n which camino you wish to take.