What a bright beautiful morning! The picture didn’t quite capture the frost… it was 37 degrees. You also can’t see the bells on the horses. I haven’t figured out why one would bell a horse.

Only 787 kilometers to go! Not the most inspiring message at the start of the day, which started far too early as the folks at the monastery began playing Gregorian chants at… 6am. I hope my first stay at an official albergue is not representative of those to come.

Most pilgrims opt to stay in Zubiri after leaving Roncesvalles but I read some reviews applauding the pilgrims’ meal at Acá y Allá so I went the extra mile (technically, 2.5 kilometers). Along the way I spotted this beautiful jacaranda tree.

There was rain in the forecast for about 5pm so I was relieved to see Urdániz up ahead as the sky grayed.

Dinner was both delicious and entertaining as we tried to determine the what and why to the picture on the Vina Igara wine label. I thought maybe it depicted a walker at the end of another 16 mile day.