As we left Villafranca del Bierzo this morning we had a choice...to take a walk through the Valcarce Valley (the easy road) which was relively flat but had traffic noise or climb up and over a mountain. The description of the hike up the mountain said we would be rewarded with "stunning views". So, we choose the mountain route which end up being the hard road. The stage today represents one of the steepest of the whole pilgrimage. It took us about 3 hours to climb to the top of Alto Pradela. The ascent was the steepest and fastest elevation gain we have done. My legs were burning! Today really tested my fear of heights...and all I could do was a lot of praying and self talk. At one point I was not able to look out over the horizon as we seemed to be so high up. In actuality we weren't as high as the other day, it just appeared to be since the drop off the sides was so much steeper. The decent down was steep through a chestnut orchard and we had to be careful, as they can be like stepping on marbles! Below is a map of our route and some pictures along the trail.
Once we came off the mountain, we had lunch in the town of Portela. The pilgrim statue below was out front of the cafe we ate at.
The schedule our travel agent gave us said we were to hike to O'Cebreiro that day, close to 19 miles. To tell you the truth, I was done walking after we came down off that mountain! By lunch we were only half way there. I couldn't believe our travel agent would schedule such a strenuous day for us. The road gradually got steeper and steeper. We past through Valcarce, Herrerias and struggled climbing to La Faba. The sun was going down and Lee's ankle started bothering her. We were both pretty wiped out by that point and for the first time on this trip called for a taxi. We only had 3 miles left to climb to O'Cebreiro but it was all up hill and we were beat! The taxi came and hauled us up to the very to of another mountain range to the small secluded village of O'Cebreiro. We went into the hotel and they said we didn't have a reservation for that night, we had one for the following night?
What? How could this be? We asked them if they knew where our luggage was, they called the luggage transfer service and they said it was in our hotel in Herrerias at the bottom of the hill! One of the town we walked through about 3 hours earlier! Mucho Problema! Luckily the hotel at O'Cebreiro had one more room available. We called our travel agent and explained our predicament to her and she had our luggage transferred to O'Cebreiro where we checked in one day early. It was either that, or take a cab back to the bottom of the mountain where our luggage was, spend the night where we were supposed to in the first place. If we did that, it would mean hiking to the top of O'Cebreiro the following day and there was no way in hell we were going to do that again!
It was already dark by the time we got things squared away. We were sitting in the cafe/bar of the hotel waiting for our luggage to arrive. There was a couple of Spainish men playing their harmonicas, and Lee decided to pull her mini harmonica out of her pocket and go play along with them. It was a site to see and hear and everyone was really enjoying themselves!
Below are some pictures from our day. Tomorrow we head for Triacastela.