Day 21 – Villarmentero de Campos to Villalcazár de Sirga

Walked today: 4 mi. Camino’26: 141 mi.

After yesterday’s longer than planned walk, it shortened today’s walk considerably.

The door was open on this building as we walked out of Villamentero, revealing these local livestock.

The section of Camino from Frómista to Carion de los Contes has very few trees to provide pilgrims with shade. This tree was shading a small community park. There were no other trees along the path for the entire walk.

Leaving Villamentero and the only tree on our walk.
This was the typical path to Villalcázar de Sirga. The huge Iglesia de Santa María la Blanca can be seen in upper right corner, some 3 miles ahead.
The combination of high bank on our right and a still low rising sun created some shade for us part of the way. Are trees overrated?
Jim’s technique for managing long walks and seemingly monotonous scenery is to make trivial observations with little or no value to others and perhaps himself. He snapped several dozen photos of the shadows walking beside us and selected this one as the winning entry for your consideration.
The village of Villalcázar de Sirga (pop.174) revealing itself and its dominant church.
The main entrance to the village.

With the unmatched timing of our 8:34 a.m. arrival time and the 2:00 p.m. checkin time, we creatively went about finding ways to occupy potentially 5.5 hours of waiting.

We first found a table and chairs on the terrace adjacent to the only open bar in the village and ordered breakfast.

Knowing this to be a collecting point for pilgrims, mostly just passing through, we enjoyed interesting conversations with (1) a retired USNavy officer originally from Colorado Springs and currently living in Sardinia (2) A group of 20-something Chinese citizens who spoke excellent English and sought information about the Camino ahead (3) young couple from Australia (4) An older, but younger than us gentleman from New Zealand, just to mention a few.

When a gap in pilgrim traffic occurred, we took a short walk backwards out of the village to see where yesterday’s alternate route would have taken us, had we stayed on it to the end.

The alternate route along the river from Poblacíon de Campos to Villalcázar de Sirga leaving the fields and joining a road into the village.
This is the largest Rosemary “bush” we have ever encountered.
Two huge birch trees in a small park commemorating the 1999 Anno Santa (Camino Holy Year).
Nice informative sign of places to stay in Villalcázar.

Before leaving for our exploratory walk, Jim sent a WhatsApp message to the innkeeper of Don Camino, our accommodation for today, asking if we could get access to our room before the 2:00 standard checkin. We got a message from her saying our room was ready and although the Albergue wouldn’t open until 2:00, she would meet us at the front door in 5 minutes with the key to our room. We were ecstatic and grabbed our stuff and walked to the albergue.

The Jardin of Don Camino
A nice common area in the private room with bath section of the albergue.
Our room in Don Camino. The property is in a very old structure and the decor is early 20th century. It’s clean and charming in a what-was-it-like 100 years ago manner. The original hard wood floors in our room were noticeably not level after decades of wear and settling.
The apparent un-level floors under our room door.

Miraculously, our backpacks were waiting for us, validating that we were definitely back on the original transport itinerary.

We did our chores and otherwise settled in until our tummies signaled it was time for lunch. The Don Camino bar and restaurant was not open at 2:30, so we walked back to our breakfast bar and ordered our meal for the day.

On the way to lunch Linda stopped to take a sip of this pilgrim’s drink, while he was busy posing for the photo.
The main attraction of the village is Iglesia Santa María la Blanca. Door was locked but will open later today.

We’ve visited this 13th century church on multiple occasions and decided to skip the visit today. Since the 13th-century, many miracles of curing individual maladies have been attributed to the Virgin Blanca (White Virgin). She was believed to protect and cure pilgrims that passed through the area over the years, adding to the importance she brought to the Camino Frances.

We finally checked in at 4:30, as the bar was finally open. We also asked the innkeeper to call a taxi to meet us tomorrow at 7:00 a.m. outside the bar to take us to Calzadilla de la Cueza to continue our walk.

Sorry about the omitted photos from yesterday’s post. Weak, unreliable WiFi is not a chronic problem on the Camino, but it does interfere with getting the posts out occasionally. To see the photos for yesterday, find a calendar on any post and click on June 15 to take you a version with the photos.

Buen Camino!

Day 20 – Boadilla del Camino to Villarmentero de Campos

Walked today:10.3 mi. Camino’26: 137mi.

Leaving Boadilla at 6:30 a.m.

Late yesterday afternoon, we received an email, in Spanish, from the owner of today’s destination in Población de Campos. She said that she had overbooked and did not have a room for us tonight. She apologized and said she was looking for another place for us to stay.

She explained that because of a family emergency she had been out of town and her substitute had made the booking error.

Rather than waiting to see when and what she might find for us, Jim opened the Booking. com app and searched for a new place for us to stay that would not severely alter our walking plans for today, which was 7.5 miles.

Fortunately he found a property and immediately booked it. Next, he located Eduardo, who was checking in other guests. He asked Eduardo for help with contacting the backpack transport company, as we knew our level of Spanish would make problem solving more difficult than it needed to be. So, Eduardo called his “friend” with the transport company and arranged for this morning’s pickup to take our packs to the new location and not the original one listed on our 45 location itinerary… and he also explained that the pick-up of our packs tomorrow morning needed to be at the new location and then taken to the next location on our original itinerary. Can you see why Jim sought E’s help in “fixing” the problem?

So, we had our fingers crossed as we began today’s walk, leaving our backpacks in the En El Camino pickup point and hoping we would see them again, particularly in today’s new destination.

Thankfully, today’s walk was on flat, easy-to-walk-on surfaces.

Walking among the fields adjacent to Boadilla.
Wheat and barley forever
After a mile walk, the path began running beside the Canal de Castilla. Built 150 years ago to transport grain from the region to market, today is used as a water source for the irrigation systems for the various crops of the area.
After two miles of the canal, we reached the locks just outside Frómista. Linda is crossing the dam and beginning of the now inoperative locks system..
Walking into Frómista passing the train station.
Jim stopped at a favorite market to restock our snack stash.
Stopping at a favorite bakery for fresh squeezed zuma naranjá (orange juice) and breakfast supplement, with St Martin church peaking around the corner.
The beautiful Romanesque Iglesia de San Martin de Tours.
Walking on a camino sidewalk on the way out of Frómista.
We followed, then chatted with these pilgrims from the UK, walking and wheelchairing at the rate of 12 miles per day.
Just leaving Frómista and passing over the Auto Via.
The camino paralleled this secondary road for the next 2 miles.
Our original place to stay tonight was in Poblacion de Campos, but today we walked on past.
Just outside of Población we examined this map detailing an alternate route. On all of our past caminos we took the road route, but today, to gain some shade for our longer walk, we opted for the path along the river.
Entering the alternate path.
Initially, it wasn’t shady, but seemed like walking in a flower garden,
Ahh, some shade!
Where did the shade go?
Linda can find a good bench just about anywhere.
Arriving at the bridge, crossing from the alt. route into Revenga de Campos.
Back onto the traditional camino path along the road and exposed to the strengthening heat from the sun’s rays. We had about 1.5 more miles to get to our destination.
The tiny hamlet of Villarmentero de Campos (pop. 11).

We walked up to the Casona Doña Petra at 11:30 a.m. after a 10 plus mile walk. The innkeeper was locking the front door and getting ready to leave when we told her we had a reservation and she immediately reversed course and checked us in.

Outside Casona Doña Petra.

We unlocked our room door and dropped, exhausted onto the inviting king bed, sweating wet and all.

Our room in Casona Doña Petra

A few minutes later we began getting acquainted with the room offerings and the common areas in the inn. Until two more guests checked in, an a hour or so later, we had the inn to ourselves.

The surprise outside our window.

Our backpacks hadn’t arrived yet so we did what chores we could without them. This included soaking our poor overworked feet in the too-cold-to-swim-water in the pool.

We decided to have a sandwich lunch since no other food option was available until dinner. The innkeeper/chef prepared us a triple-decker ham and cheese sandwich for lunch and served it to us on the terrace overlooking the pool.

Lunch on the terrace overlooking our pool.

We rested and blogged until about 2:00 when we became concerned about not yet having our backpacks. The air tags in each of our backpacks indicated our packs were still in Boadilla. We were in the process of contacting Eduardo when our packs were finally delivered at 2:20.

After a brief and quiet celebration (in the absence of additional guests, the innkeeper had fallen asleep on a common area sofa and could be heard snoring loudly throughout the inn) we took our packs to our room, successfully getting us back onto our original itinerary.

With all our stuff finally in one place, we proceeded to complete our chores for the remaining time before dinner.

Our dinner was fried chicken, mixed salad and fries. We were seated in the dining area with the other two guests. They were two ladies who knew each other and lived in Switzerland. One was formerly from Italy. the other from Hungary. They both spoke English and shared Camino experiences until retiring to our rooms for the evening.

Day 19 – Itero de la Vega to Boadilla del Camino

Walked today: 5.3 mi. Camino’26: 127 mi.

This was the view from our window as we left Puente del Fitero this morning. The camino runs right by the terrace.
On our way out of Itero de la Vega.
A new sidewalk out of the village has been added since our last visit in June 2025. That’s a field of beets on the left.
The initial path out of Itero… was lined with trees on one side providing afternoon shade.
The walk started out flat, then gradually climbed up a small mesa. The fields on both sides of us contained wheat, barley, alfalfa, sunflowers and corn.
We looked back at a busy sky with well placed clouds blocking the sun for most of the walk, helping keep the cool breeze, cool.
The Pisuega Canal supplies the fields with water via both above ground and underground irrigation systems.
As we advanced up the mesa, we could look back and see the Alto de Mostelares (which we crossed yesterday) silhouetted against the horizon.
Nearing the top of today’s mesa ascent.
at the ” top” of the mesa looking back
looking forward at the gradual descent ahead with Boadillo in the distance.
The path now descending toward Boadillo
Full fields of crops on both sides
Back down to a flat path again
Trees lined the left side of the way the last mile into Boadilla … perfect timing as the sun came out from behind the clouds… or maybe the clouds stopped blocking the sun?
A nun walking past us.
Entering Boadilla del Camino (pop. 124)
Iglesia de Santa María de la Asuncíon providing a nesting place for a congregation of storks.
A closer look at a stork
The Rollo de la Justicia in the foreground and En El Camino Albergue and Hostal/Restaurant behind it.

We consider En El Camino among the best places to stay on the Camino Frances. It excels and never disappoints with regard to quality of facilities, food and overall experience. The staff is professional, welcoming, friendly and competent. It’s also among the least expensive of all the accommodations we have stayed-in spanning over 400 nights on the Camino Frances, making its overall value unmatched. Today was our 5th visit.

As soon as we arrived, Eduardo, the Hospitelier, recognized us and welcomed us back. He took our order for breakfast along with dozens of other pilgrims arriving at the same time.

Breakfast today was cafe con leche and Santiago cake.

When we asked if our room was ready, he gave us a key and said he’d check us in later when the crowd subsided keeping us from waiting unnecessarily.

While waiting for our transported backpacks to arrive, we had our main meal in the dining room, assisted by very helpful staff, whose English was far superior to our Spanish, and who patiently took our order and attended to us as needed during the 3 course meal.

Our backpacks arrived as we finished our meal and we retired to our spacious, spotless, modern room with well equipped electrical outlets and fully functioning bathroom and shower fixtures and got on with our daily chores.

I know it sounds like we’re making a big deal about En El Camino. Pilgrims in general become used to making the best of various hospitaliers and their offerings and shortcomings … some would suggest that it is part of being a pilgrim.

But when we see excellence on the part of Camino service providers, we celebrate it and share our appreciation with providers that go beyond the norm.

Day 18 – Castrojeriz to Itero de la Vega

Walked today: 7.6 mi. Camino’26: 122 mi.

We began our walk at 6:00 a.m. to hopefully catch a pretty sunrise as we climbed Alto de Mostelares. We walked for a mile before leaving Castrojeriz and then began walking across ancient wetlands via a still functioning Roman causeway. At the end of the causeway were the ruins and reconstruction of a Roman bridge of the 1st century.

Leaving a road around Castrojeriz and joining the dirt path again.
Walking on the path of a Roman road leading to a Roman causeway with Alto de Mostelares in the background and the “snaking” pathway up the side of the mountain.
Walking on the Roman causeway. Note the 1st-century Roman stonework supporting the causeway in bottom left of photo.
Looking back at a “disappointing” sunrise due to lack of clouds and other unknown causes.
Roman stone reinforcements for the end of the causeway and supports for a 2000 yr old bridge.

Immediately after crossing the bridge the path began a sharp rise upward to to the pinnacle of Alto de Mostelares.

The beginning of the path up the mountain.

We walked steadily with an occasional hesitation to catch a breath until we reached the top after a 700 ft climb.

Linda in the distance on her way up the slope.
Looking back where we’ve been.
Linda had a special glow about her near the end of the climb.
Beautiful view of the valley… sorry the photos don’t do justice.
Made it!!!
Final look back, until “next time”.

Once at the top, we allowed ourselves a 2 minute bench break, then proceeded to walk along the mesa for a quarter-mile, before carefully descending down on longest and steepest slope of Camino 2026, so far.

A brief 2 minute rest before moving on.
A classical meseta view as we walked along the top of Alto de Mostelares.
A hint of a difficult descent ahead.
Beginning a descent like nothing we’ve seen so far on Camino 2026.
Driving poles into the pavement to keep us from falling forward due to the extreme slope… all the way down.
Finally at the bottom, with a sigh of relief, even with a long, winding path ahead of us through the valley.

Once at the bottom, injury-free, thankfully, we continued a normal walk for the next 5 miles.

The path through the valley was very tolerable with the continuing cool breeze tempering a the emerging heat from the rising sun.
Near the end of the walk through the valley, we passed a food truck stationed at a “rest stop” that disapointingly has had no facilities but a vending machine… a nice addition compared to past caminos. (How about temporary restrooms for the Holy Year and beyond?)
We joined a paved road for a short while…
… before joining another dirt path.
We stopped at St. Nicolás Chapel, a perfectly placed primative albergue operated by an Italian Confraternity, built in the 11th-century and refurbished in the mid-1990’s.
The chapel inside
Sleeping area within the Chapel. A well- maintained building in back has restrooms and showers for guests and passing pilgrims.

Immediately after the Chapel was the Puenta del Fitero, commissioned by Alfonso VI in the 11th-century to unify the territories of Castile and Leon.

(Itero de la Vega was known as “Fitero” in the Middle Ages.)

The Puente del Fitero is considered one of the longest on the Camino Frances.

The initial section of the Fitero Bridge.
The rest of the Fitero Bridge seen from the middle of the bridge and looking into the connected province of Palencia.
The nicely shaded path into Itero de la Vega, our destination for today.
Patiently waiting for our room to be ready. We’re in the terrace outside the Albergue Puente de Fitero. Arriving at 9:30, we were informed that our room would be ready around 1:00 p.m. (Note: Jim’s apparent whitened hair was the result of accusing an apparition of St. Nicolas falsely of being Santa Claus.!)

We faced nearly a 4-hour wait to check in, so we spent the time watching and greeting pilgrims that walked by or stopped for r&r before moving on. We chatted with pilgrim friends from Switzerland, South Korea, Alabama and England that we had met over the past week that were catching and passing us today… that we may or may not see again.

We had breakfast, assorted drinks and snacks. Linda sat with our day packs on the terrace, while Jim (growing more impatient) took a tour of this very limited facility village (pop. 177) looking for potential sources for food for our main meal. He returned after a 20 minute exhausted search, empty-handed.

The view of our “not-yet-ready” room on the second floor of Albergue Puente de Fitero.

The restaurant menu options of our albergue are few, including a skimpy pilgrim dinner at 7:00 p.m,, so as we watched the supply of ready made bocadillos began to dwindle, we purchased 3 different variants.

Some of the ingredients in our three bocadillos were: iberian ham, sliced cheese, cream cheese, smoked salmon, avocado, pulled pork, tomato and lettuce.

From this collection of sandwiches we created a main meal to eat immediately, while we waited and the rest to take for later consumption in our room, which was finally ready for check in at 1:25p.m.

Once we got into our room we began our routines and had a reasonably smooth afternoon and evening.

Reflecting on day Day 18, the difficult walk seemed less difficult than our memories from seven prior caminos. Perhaps an interesting trend is developing for walking the Camino Frances in your 80’s.

Day 17 – Hontanas to Castrojeriz

Walked today: 5.3 mi. Camino’26: 114 mi.

As we got ready to leave our room at 7:30, we were missing a set of trekking poles. We looked at each other and somewhat short of a panic, recounted our movements yesterday and guessed that we had left the poles at La Puntido while waiting to check in. Realizing that the La Pundito bar may be open, we walked (not ran) to the bar and were so relieved to find the poles where we apparently left them, now waiting anxiously to be reunited with us.

So, we could say, ” the Camino provides” but you already know that, so we’ll get on with our journal of today’s walk?

Walking out of Hontanas, a pilgrim has the two options shown in the photo.

Two choices upon leaving Hontanas, the road or the path.

At first glance, the traditional route is the path, but if you look closely at the photo, the path appears to climb back up the hill to the top of the meseta and presumably back down eventually into Castrojeriz.

The road appears to be flat and nicely shaded.

On our first Camino, we were walking in the dark and took the road by accident because we didn’t read the guide clearly. The next two Caminos, we were walking in the summer heat and a shaded, flat path seemed like a good idea. The first 3 Caminos after the pandemic, we walked to Hontanas, took a taxi to Castrojeriz, skipping the Hontanas to Castrojeriz segment altogether. However, in 2025, walking on a cool morning in daylight, we decided to try the path and quickly found that it did not go all the way to top, but leveled off after only a slight elevation above the road and stayed level with a nice view for most of the way to Castrojeriz.

The Camino path does not return to the top of the meseta. The road on the right, not the Camino, goes up the hill .

Needless to say, today we took the path again and recommend it, with the only exception being, walking in the heat of the day, when the shady road route could provide some welcome relief on the way to Castrojeriz.

Pretty view along today’s walk along the path.
Walking past what looks like the ruins of a chimney or steeple… unable to determine.
The path here is down to road level (road off to the left).
We nearly joined the road as the path and road were running parallel to each other but we liked the path better.

We rarely see wildlife on the Camino, other than birds, squirrels, snails and very infrequently, a small snake. Today we encountered a fox.

This fox appeared on the path as a pilgrim walked by him and then stopped and looked back to watch.

When we first saw him, he headed back into the grain field as another pilgrim or two walked past him. He came back out on the path again, about 50 yards ahead of us and began to walk, matching our pace. This continued for a quarter mile or so until the path ahead narrowed and we switched over to walk in the road, not wanting to creat a potential confrontation.

Stopping to scratch like a dog.
Keeping his distance as he walked ahead of us for some distance… neither aggressive nor afraid.
We moved back onto the road to give the fox the run of the path as we approached the San Antón ruins.
San Anton ruins

The Monastery of San Antón was founded in 1146 by King Alfonso VII as a hospital for pilgrims, particularly those suffering from St. Anthony’s Fire, a disease widespread in the Middle Ages. The ruins remaining today date back to the 14th century when the Monastery had become a significant architectural structure. St. Antón, an Egyptian hermit of the 3rd-century is the patron saint of animals.

Today, the convent ruins is a primative albergue with communal meals by candlelight, no electricity or hot water, a basic, special experience for some.

Our first view of Castrojeriz
Back onto the dirt path into Castrojeriz
Castrojeriz, the Castillo overlooking the town and the Iglesia de Santa María del Manzano on the right.

The Castillo de San Esteban was originally used by the Romans (said to be reinforced by Julius Caesar) to protect the roads to Galicia’s lucrative gold mines.

Entering Castrojeriz, a city originally under Roman occupation, later changed hands frequently until coming under Christian rule in the 10th century.

After arriving in Castrojeriz much too early to check in to Albergue Orion we stopped for a leisure breakfast at this delightful new bar.

About to enjoy a routine camino breakfast and rest after today’s walk.
An attractive environment for visitors to enjoy the appropriately named, El Jardin bar.

Still too early for check in, we walked across the street from El Jardin and visited the Iglesia de Santa María del Manzano.

Iglesia de Santa María del Manzano

Legend has it that Mary appeared to St. James from an apple tree and he was so startled that his horse reared up and came down heavily, leaving hoofprints in the stone outside the entrance of this 13th-century church.

The main altar of the church
The choir and organ area
Another altar in a chapel in the church featuring Santiago Matamoros (“Moor-Slayer”)

It was getting near to our check in time so we walked on and found a nice bench in the shade just outside of Albergue Orion.

Linda inspecting the fountain outside Albergue Orion, while we waited to check in.
Check in time!
Albergue Orion jardin area with restaurant on the left, rooms on the right and clothes washing & drying area in the rear.
We renewed our acquaintance with Mustafa, an employee at Albergue Orion from Morocco. We have gotten to know him over the past three visits to Castrojeriz and Orion.

The pilgrim dinner tonight was prepared by the Orion Korean cook. It was called BIB-N-BOP. It was a collection of different Korean vegetables, proteins and sauces presented in a bowl.

Our dinner conversation was mostly with two young men, a recently discharged South Korean soldier deciding what to do next and a young professional from Switzerland who was a controller for a large company. Both were planning to walk all the way to Santiago.

The BIB-N-BOP was tasty and filling, preparing us for an early bedtime for tomorrow’s walk.

Day 16- Hornillos del Camino to Hontanas

Walked today: 6.8 mi. Camino’26: 109 mi.

Walking through Calle Mayor (main street and only street through Hornillos (pop. 61)).
Walking back up to the top of the meseta.
Still walking to the top after 1 hour and about two miles… and removing jackets in the 50F, sunny weather and the light wind at our back.
Looking back as we neared the top. The level horizon in background is where we came down “Mule Killer” yesterday.
Made it back to the top.
Still very flat after another mile of walking.
San Bol, appears ahead. Another opportunity to walk down then back up again.
Not a “Mule Killer” but a steep descent, nevertheless.
Back up on top after a mile of down and then back up at San Bol (no permanent residents, just a primitive albergue).
After another 2 miles of walking on top of the meseta we wonder when will we ever get to Hontanas.
Alas, the church steeple of Hontanas is the first view to tell us we have finally arrived.
Walking into Hontanas (pop.70)
The camino entrance into Hontanas.

We reached Hontanas at 10:30 and stopped at the first and only bar open in the village… for breakfast and to get off our feet.

Our room won’t be ready until 1:00, so we walked to and waited in the small square near Iglesia de Nuestra Señora de la Concepción.

We took possession of two chairs and a table and relaxed and enjoyed the warm sun as it gradually but comfortably raised temperature of the chilly breeze that made today’s walk a little bit easier than usual.

The Iglesia near the square where we waited for our room.
Inside the church

During our wait, we not only could see the front door of Villa Fontañas, but we were able to watch the arrival of the Correos transport van. Our eyes were focused, with anticipation, when the driver opened the rear door, removed two backpacks that were unmistakably ours and placed them inside the front door of the Villa.

Any anxiety we may have had about the potential for our bags getting lost due to the venue change in Hormillos, were quickly erased and we relaxed even further until finally entering our room at 12:45.

Our accommodation in Hontanas, Villa Fontañas.

We selected La Pundito restaurant for our main meal at 2:00 p.m. It was only a few steps from the Villa and also served as the reception for checking in for Villa Fontañas. (We stayed at La Pundito albergue the first three times we walked the Camino Frances.)

The pilgrim’s menu of the day offered some appealing options.

Linda’s mixed salad was fairly standard while Jim’s “San Anton Pot” was a chickpea and pork stew, a local favorite.
Linda had a chicken stew and Jim had a tasty lamb stew.
Dessert was a very nice, creamy homemade cheesecake which was so good, we almost forgot to take the photo.

Our tummies full, we headed back to the room and engaged in our routines and reflected on our feelings about today’s walk.

For a variety of reasons, the walk to Hontanas has always been one of the more difficult for us. Today it seemed to be somewhat easier. The cooler temperature helped. Maybe we’re getting used to it, after 8 tries?

Anyway, we’ll take it as an indication that walking the Camino Frances doesn’t necessarily have to become more difficult as you get older, even into your 80’s. We hope that’s true, ’cause we’re only a third of the way to Santiago!