First kilometers up hill and out of town, the old city centre is small and picturesque compared to the suburban sprawl that is Zamora. The only benefit of walking on the main road through industrial areas is that we finally found a hardware store that sold the gas canisters for our Jetboil system.
The walk today was uninspiring and our feet were pretty much hurting constantly. The blisters were grand (Compeed is magic stuff!) but the soreness was just due to fatigue.
We had a beautiful lunch served by a very friendly waitress who scolded me for not eating all of my dessert.
Again the last 5 km were a killer, Joost and myself took an extended break with about 4 km to go and while lying in the grass and gazing at a bird of prey of some sort it's partner swooped down with a tremendous whack only 15 ft from me and by the time i looked up it was coming out of the high grass in the ditch next to the road with it's prey, either a small bird or vole. Amazing!
by the time we finally reached Montamarta Brian and Rob had already settled in the bar on the other side of town. We made our way to the Alberque where after a quick phone call to the keeper of the keys we entered, door was already open, to find it was freezing with no heating whatsoever!!
There was a fireplace in the 'living room' and Joost left to get firewood in the petrol station up the road. It took a few minutes to get the fire going but once lit kept going nicely.
Brian left us in the smoke to find a bar to watch the Spanish international football match (Spain - Columbia 1-0) He told me that when he walked home the mist had descended on the freezing town and when the church bells started to chime he was certain the zombies were going to come out and feast on us Pilgrims.
Anyway, even with 3 additional woolen blankets it was freezing and i woke several time shivering.
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