Riolobos to Cascarbosco

Today we are walking only 23 kms but along roads which are hard on the feet. The countryside is intensively farmed and we pass several farmers up early working. That doesn't seem to happen too frequently as far as we have seen. I am trying to keep the mindset that today is a country stroll. We are in recovery mode from yesterday.  There are lots of large brick barns along this route.

 We come across a huge bank of solar panels. They look amazing and in the background on the horizon is the old town of Galisteo. It is famous for its Muslim built medieval fortress. The juxtaposition is intriguing. We take a break here and walk the walls. 

We loved the serpent on the clock tower.

The stairs are so steep we feel insecure with our backpacks as we go up and down. 

We head off now for the next small village about 5 kms along. We take another quick stop. When I try to order water the bartender looks shocked. Not much water drunk at this bar! Now we are on the homeward leg to Cascarboscos only another 5 kms along. We are feeling tired still. Peter has picked up a stick to give his knee some relief.  We opt to stay at the private Albergue Eleni. The grandmother takes us up and we get the three bed and ensuite room.  She says rest, rest come to the bar later to pay.
We cruise around to find the exit route for tomorrow. I discover my charger plug has died! I have only had it a month and it was Swiss too. I will run out of charge soon and have to bot a charger from one of the other pilgrims. The blog might stop for a couple of days. We stumble across a hardware store that isn't really open. The owner has a leak in the roof but invites us in and try's really hard to help me but to no avail. Back to the leak but not before wishing us Buen Camino. The Spanish are so helpful.

We see snow on the mountains. No wonder it is cold. We have to cross the hills in the next couple of days. The albergue fills up with Dennis, Peter and the Swiss girl and the French. We are forming friendships.