Got on the trail before the butt crack of dawn. Started out in the rain again if full battle gear. It made no matter I was just as wet from my gear being too hot that I was soon soaked. In about an hour it stopped and we stowed our gear. Peter has the habit of taking off his boots when he stops I never gave it much thought but then tried it. He says it cools your feet down and avoids blisters he was right. Now I do it all the time. The trail was nothing to right home about going into Zubiri in fact if a biker went down he would not get up in a hurry. It was like Moab poison spider times ten.
Breakfast only consisted of bread jam coffee and juice, so when we seen a little mom and pops we stopped for a snack. Suzanne from Kentucky came in limpIng. She going solo and her knee looked rea bad. Put an ice pack on it for her and left her there. Had no idea if she could get into Zubiri but some how she did in that we saw her befor dinner. The place was full so I left Tony and Peter and to a differ place. Very nice, but very strick about you boots and washing your socks in the sink. Couldn't uses your ipad in the room and all that but did make friends with a good fellow from Itialy. Seen him on the trail after. I must look like hell in that every one keeps asking if I am ok. In all honesty the trail got so steep going up that they cut stairs in the side. Where were these guys when I was hunting deer. Got a. chuckle out of the mountain bikers they had to push their bikes with snap in cleats. But they beat me so to each his own.
Lesson for the day......water is your friend, with out it you will die.
To be continued..........
Love the statue!
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