O'Cebreira

Long day (10 hours) and 28 kilometers with 1200 meters of climbing. The last 8 kilometers was pure climbing. Nancy did great and got quite sunburned, most likely a photo sensitivity reaction with her med. My turn to feel good as I love to climb. This will be the biggest and longest climb of the trip.
Because of the ascent, we were constantly offered fantastic views of gorgeous landscape. Full mountains filled with purple heather and wild flowers abound next to constantly running cool rivers. Pictures show some of the fantastic local exercise equipment that we enjoy regularly.
At one time, I got the chance to run alongside twenty bulls within inches of me. No pictures were taken of this Pamplona tradition because I was ahead of Laura and her phone/camera. Okay they were all cows with udders but they all had horns.
O'Cebrero is a Gaelic mountain town reminiscent of Celtic lands much like Ireland with its small pastures with sheep, chickens and dogs running around town amid dimly lit taverns. We arrived with the skies clear and sunny with unending views surrounding us. Dinner awaited us with thick hot vegetable soup (caldo gallego) to provide inner warmth to a quickly freezing mountain air. Sleep awaits for the weary in anticipation to tomorrow's downhill.