El Camino: O Cebriero to Triacastela

Today’s trek:  O Cebriero to Triacastela

Morning came a little too soon for me but I decided I felt well enough to walk. I packed a light day backpack my genius daughter gave me and carried the equivalent of pedialyte (gross doesn’t describe it well enough), my camera and vital papers. Everything else went on to Triascastela. 

The 12.5 miles (or so) took a very long time to traverse but it was well worth it. 

I stopped very frequently to dig pebbles out of my sandals, take pictures and catch my breath. I thought my tired disposition was the result of my illness but come to find out everyone else thought it was a strenuous hike. 

Remember that O Cebriero was such a steep climb that I decided to taxi it after seeing a doctor for my stomach issues.  Well in our crazy heads we thought that today would be the downhill side of that story. 

Nope, we climbed for another four or five miles.  The last of the steepest climbs looked at and winked. I sat down and drank my Pedialyte. 

As I took a few steps I could see umbrellas at the top. A bar and restaurant. The hill laughed and faced its next victim. 

We walked in beautiful, cool air through little villages where cows were being miles or were in small pastures grazing. The rock, moss covered walls kept us on steep down slopes and kept us vigilant for loose gravel. 

After we made it into Triascastela we learned of a woman who fell and cut her head potentially requiring stitches. This is the second person we know of that took a hard fall. The first was early in our trip and it turns out she required 60 stitches. She continued to walk after a rest period. 

I think the highlight of the day for me is being able to witness and 800 year old chestnut tree.  It’s trunk is 8 meters wide. Just amazing. 

I walked with a man named Paul from Plymouth, England.   He is 71. We talked about a number of things and eventually I needed to rest. He said, “Rest.  Never walk faster than your soul’s pace.”

I love that. 

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Siempre pa’ adelante!

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About Caro

I am a social worker by training and a peace officer by profession having worked with California’s delinquent youth and young adults for 28 years. I firmly believe that our development as humans depends on our environment and that sometimes we get stuck. As such, I write about those things we sometimes ignore or fail to see until we are forced to pay attention.
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