Beyond Leon

We set out on a two day walk to Astorga. Officially leaving the massive Maseta which we had been traveling across for days left me full of anticipation for more mountainous terrain. 

This image of mountains to which we're heading is framed by this field of Rape (used to make canola oil). The colors just caught me. No rushing on the Camino. Maybe no rushing anywhere anymore. Hmmm  

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We've made friends with folks from many countries in the Albergues where we sleep and, sometimes, recharge. This friend, Metta, is a Danish banker.  The switch off between sleeping in Albergues and Casa Rurals (like small hotels). The Albergues offer a chance to exchange trail or pueblo or city stories, to listen to other folks life stories and occasional community dinners. Casa Rurals give me quiet time to recharge or to read or write or needlepoint.

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This Albergue offered a outside protected patio where we visited and snacked on various cheeses, pork products and membrillo.  And wine!

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This pueblo,  Villavante, featured many beautiful old doors. Not intentionally, just by chance or many a great carpenter had once lived in town or maybe the village folk at an artist eye for beautiful doors.  

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Franny is a very inquisitive person. Curiosity breds inside her while she sleeps and springs out of her pores for all her waking hours.  

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I do miss fishing. Watching the rivers never tires or bores me. But I never see hatches or movements of fish. My river crossings are usually mid day. 

This piece of water looked interesting. Lots of movement, some eddies, some riffles.

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The Camino has given me some of the same joy and peace that I find in the Sierra. Walking in such joy and peace everyday can be overwhelming at times, but I'm adjusting. I can live with daily joy and peace and I now know where to find it!