One of the better hiking days on this trip. The climb to O'Cebreiro is usually feared by most pilgrims because of its steep and constant grind. Laura and I have always loved it and today was no different. A quick stop at a vegan bar for some melon or beet/orange shakes plus some crack cookies with 21 secret ingredients probably did the trick. At one point I had to turn around and run downhill with the bulls. Laura and I actually came close to being trampled by one that was running on the ridge when he leaped to join the herd. Zoom in to see the bull behind me ready to gore me from behind. Only my sixth sense and third eye plus innate fast twitched muscles combined with catlike ninja skills aborted a disaster of immense proportions.
We reached the top with time and energy to spare. I called ahead to see if the next few towns had vacancies but none did, so we were force to spend the night here. We typically spend our nights in albergues until the last quarter of the Camino when we start booking private rooms. At this point, word of my great snoring have reached the final albergues and sadly, I am banned from further association with the albergue family.
Laura mentions that we always get rooms up in the eaves with no rooms next to us or even a window. Do you think they know?
Steps leading up to our room, talk about isolation.
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