The 9km walk to Monreal was undulating along fields and into the forest. The path along the fields was dry and the clay showed cracking, but the path in the woods was still wet and there was standing water in many areas. It's appropriate that we saw our 1st tribute to feet by a passing pilgrim as JL's heels are beginning to throb in the evenings.
So 10am in Monreal and Cafe con leche with a quiche plate in a 2nd floor bar near the church where we again saw the 2 Spaniards, now drinking cervesa. They are speedy. We left a little behind them and watched them take off. As we were starting up another incline, 2 local walkers beckoned to us from another path. First we thought they were trying to tell us we were off the Camino, but what they told us was that there was a hidden waterfall a couple minutes walk where they had come from. We took a look and it was a nice little surprise and treat. The rest of the days path was up and down steep gullies around a mountain.
The day contined to warm and Al finally got to unzip his pant legs, now the first time in shorts. Here the farmland is extensive without farmhouses, but with many small hamlets suggesting that the farms maybe collectives. From the elevated path there is a good view of the broad Pomplona valley. Photos cannot really show what the eye sees.
As we walked into Tiebas we saw the ruins of a C13 castle. The wall thickness looked to be 10 feet.
We decided to stay at a private Albergue which gave us a private room with shared shower and toilet facilities. The 2 Spaniards stayed at the municipal Albergue but joined us for dinner.
Tomorrow is our last walking day and good thing as JL's feet are telling her enough is enough! 19 km to go.
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