Zubiri to Pamplona My First 'Full Distance' Walking Day Up to this point I was walking short days so as to preserve my injured heels and ease into the Camino gradually. I think it takes a few days to get into the Rhythm. This was about a 22 km day. Early...
Today I leave from Pamplona up over Alto del Pardon to a small village called Uterga. It’s a bit of a climb today, so I don’t want to overextend myself. So today should be about 15 kilometers. I woke up at about 6:15 this morning, I actually got more sleep than usual, which was great.
Just as I was leaving Pamplona, I saw a sign at a local university saying that you can get your credential stamped at the porter’s office. Of course I left the hotel this morning without getting a stamp!
Finally I’m coming to the outskirts of Pamplona and just as I come over, all eyes on the road, I see Alto del Perdón off in the distance. I know that’s the one I’m going over because it’s lined with wind turbines all along the crest.
I expected today to be quite a hard walk because it took us up over to Alto del Perdón, which is the wind farm on top of the hill overlooking Pamplona. This is one of the iconic sights of the Camino Francés, not only for the wind farm but also the steel statues of the pilgrims.
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I’m still waking up early, but at least I could get breakfast early today. Breakfast was available across the road at a cafe from the hostel where I was staying. I’m actually on the road at 7:15 and of course my first challenge is to find the route of the Camino.
As I came into the next village for a cup of coffee, struggling up for the last part of the hill, I looked behind me and saw a familiar character. Walking in his white habit, chatting away with other pilgrims, I couldn’t make out the face from the distance, but it had to be Father Bart from the USA.
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It’s 8 a.m., and already there are dozens of pilgrims on the road. It’s a bright sunny morning and as I climb the gradual hill out of Los Arcos, the low angle of the sun casts my shadow ahead of me, almost pointing in the direction that I’m made to travel.
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