With the meseta behind us, today we began the slow, steady climb toward the high point of the Camino Frances.
After playing matches until well after midnight, the Padel players and fans must be sleeping soundly as the court was empty and the Plaza was quiet at 6:30 a.m.We love these beautiful murals.We walked past the Palacio de Gaudí.Nearly next door is the 15th-century Astorga Catedral.Just before leaving the old town we passed the Church of San Pedro, originally a medieval chapel but more contemporary in styling after a 1972 renovation Our targeted breakfast spot was not open so we tried the place across the street.Breakfast on the terrace.Leaving Astorga on our way into the mountains.First time in 8 caminos to find the Ermita del Ecce Homo open.the inside of Ecce Homo.We crossed the expressway before getting onto a dirt camino path again.The path along the road just before reaching a Maragato village.
The trail passes through a region of the Maragato culture, centralized in about 40 villages around Astorga. This mysterious group is rumored to be descended from the Berbers of North Africa, who arrived with the Muslim conquest in the 8th century and later converted to Christianity. Maragato men traditionally worked as muleteers, mule drivers who transported goods (especially fish and gold) around the peninsula.
Walking into the Maragato village of Murias de Rechivaldo (pop. 108) on “a red brick road”.A traditional stop for OJ which turned into a ColaCao (frothed hot chocolate) stop instead.Nice vantage point watching and greeting pilgrims as they head up the mountain.When we couldn’t put off the harder part of today’s walk any longer, we got on the path up into the mountains.After a couple of miles we’re only beginning to see an elevation change, because the grade is very gradual.Path mostly unchanged: straight, gradual climb, little or no shade.Arriving at Santa Catalina de Somoza
We found a seat at El Caminante Algergue/Restaurant, tired but not hurting from the walk and increasing temperature.
We ordered drinks and sent a message to Via Avis, requesting an early check in. It was only 9:37 a.m. and normally check in is 2:00 p.m. for the Hostal Rural (similar to a B&B in the U.S.).
After a cool drink and some time to rest off our feet, we received a response from Carlos, the owner, “your room is ready”.
We walked, not ran, the 100 remaining steps to Via Avis, exchanged greetings with Carlos, got the keys and settled in to an extraordinary room and property for the camino, or anywhere.
Walking the final steps to our place for the rest of the day, Hostal Rural Via Avis.our room, Lechvca.World class bathroom with excellent amenities and “towel tree” hanger.Common sitting room and bar and bird watching area.Jim enjoying a familiar Mencia wine from the region, while working on the blog in the common living area of Via Avis. This excellent wine was available in the bar fridge for 8€!Sharing a pizza for our main meal at one of three bar/restaurants in the hamlet (pop.60).
We always enjoy Via Avis… today was our 4th stay. Chores were accomplished with ease and the restful environment was renewing in its effect on our physical and mental wellbeing.
Another great day on the Camino Frances and Camino 2026.
At 5:34 we walked out of our albergue in the dark and found our way with the aid of headlamps until 1st light.
Shortly after first light
The initial walk of nearly a mile was on a dirt path through a grain field until it merged with the relatively wide, potentially safe shoulder of busy N-120. There was a narrow dirt path that was the “official” camino “road route” running along beside the shoulder, but was poorly maintained and very narrow/overgrown, so we stayed with the paved shoulder instead.
For the next 5 miles we got off the shoulder and walked on paved, frontage roads that paralleled the national highway, changing sides to stay on the paved path that was unused by any type of vehicle and today was also devoid of other pilgrims. We had it all to ourselves.
Changing from right side to left side of N-120.
We traditionally stop at a gas station for breakfast and restrooms at the halfway point to St Justa de la Vega, but Linda said she never felt so good and suggested we go on to St Justa de la Vegas and Jim concurred.
Shortly after our decision to skip the service station stop.Reaching the top and end of our frontage road walk.
After some 6.5 miles we reached the cross overlooking St Justa and Astorga in the distance beyond.
The descent into St Justa de la Vega
After successfully managing the steep descent into the village we stopped at Bar Oasis for breakfast after walking 7.5 miles.
Breakfast at Oasis Bar in St Justa de la Vega. (no extra charge for automobile ambiance)
We had a nice 20 minute rest and breakfast, the morning sun was still being subdued by some non-threatening clouds, allowing for near perfect walking conditions, so we continued on to Astorga, our planned destination for the day,
Leaving St Justa along the road to AstorgaAstorga was a straight walk on a sidewalk.The pedestrian/pilgrim crossing over the RR tracks in Astorga.To enter Astorga you go left along multiple switchbacks up to the town level. If you go right, we discovered you can get there with a gazillion steps.Today we went right, for the steps.This is what a gazillion steps look like.At the top you can look back a straight line to where we walked out of St Justa de la Vega.
When we reached the top of the stairs, Linda spotted an inviting, empty bench for us to evaluate.
Look what Linda found at the top of the steps.
While running our test we noticed some unusual activity on the Plaza in front of Hotel Astur, our home for today & tonight.
Arriving at the Plaza España with Town Hall in background and the Padel tourney setup.Watching the action.
The hotel restaurant on the Plaza was still closed, so we took possession of a table in the shade, with a view (of the Padel court.). Jim wandered off looking for drinks which could not be found at nearby closed bars (it being 10:45) and eventually found an open supermarket.
Jim returned with a full shopping bag of drinks, etc. and found Linda now deeply into the apparent Padel tournament and had decided who was gonna win. We began to embibe some of our purchases, when a nice young pilgrim approached us and asked if we had a knife. Jim dug into his day pack and pulled out his Swiss Army knife and offered it to Fritz, a pilgrim Germany.
Our new camino friend from Germany.
When Fritz returned the knife, we chatted for a bit and he educated us on the game we were watching called Padel, which is becoming the most popular game in Europe, much like Pickleball is on the U.S. As he headed back to his table for lunch and to continue on the camino, Jim gave him one of our “Blog cards” asked him to contact us next time he was in South Carolina.
The Padel players were between sets and even though we were very early for the normal hotel check in time of 3:00, Jim walked to the lobby and identified himself and was informed that our room was ready. While checking in, the hotel computer system went down, so the receptionist gave us our room keys and said we could do the check in later.
So, by 11:30, we were in our second floor room, with a balcony, overlooking the Padel court with a dilemma. Do we rest, start our routine (showers, blog, etc) find a place to eat or watch the Padel tourney from our air conditioned room or balcony.
So, unlike yesterday, when things started going to pot and we didn’t have a lot of options … today everything went as good or better than expected. The Camino sometimes gives and sometimes takes away.
For the rest of the day, we actually did a bit of everything, including eating our main meal at 2:30 only a few steps from Hotel Exe Astur Plaza.
Tasty salads for lunch. (Jim played with the reflection in the window next to our table to capture the photo of our salads)
We hand washed a couple of dirty clothes items and hung them on a hanger in the room closet. They were bone dry in less than 2 hours. The air in Northern Spain is incredibly dry. We love it.
We talked about how we felt strong throughout today’s 10 mile walk and we both recovered quickly after we finished. It’s a really positive feeling for us, that the walks seem to be getting easier with each passing day regardless of the distance or difficulty in terrain.
Today’s plan includes only short walking distances, but allows us to advance along the camino another 32 km (20 miles) via autobus.
Our bus is scheduled to depart at 11:30 this morning. After placing our backpacks (for transport) at the apartment pickup point at 8:00, we did a short reconnaissance walk near our apartment and found the usual breakfast choices closed on this Sunday morning.
Consequently, we returned to our apartment and decided to exit with our remaining belongings and walk to the bus station, planning to stop along the way for breakfast. (As a rule when we’re constrained by a schedule, we try to shift possible unforeseen delays to near the destination with respect to time and distance).
We walked the same route into Leon and to our apartment that we traveled yesterday, only in reverse.
The streets of León near our apartment. Very few people on the streets at 9:00 a.m. on a Sunday morning.Still no eateries open as we approached the park along the Río Bernesga.
Looking for a place for breakfast along the way, we were not surprised to find everything closed on this Sunday morning.
Saying our farewell to one of the León lions guarding the bridge.Crossing the main bridge now leaving the city.
We finally stopped at… you guessed it? Cafe Duma just a fewsteps from the bus station.
Once at Cafe Duma we decided to hang out in the comfortable terrace for our 2+hour wait rather than at the bus station. So we relaxed and literally “ate away” the next 90 minutes.
Having breakfast on the Cafe Duma terrace. Train station in background. Bus station only steps away.Finishing breakfast #2 at our table on the terrace.
We walked the final steps and found a seat at the bus station. Our bus, as usual, was on time so we settled in for the final 45 minute wait to “move on down the camino”.
From the farm, to the barn, to the stall (bus station) waiting for the horse (autobus).
As it turned out, the horse made it to the barn but never made it to our stall! Without going into the gruesome details, while we were trying to get on the wrong bus, our bus pulled out of the loading dock and left without us!
All our best made plans went downhill from there. The next bus required another 90 minute wait, with no assurance a seat would be available for both of us. So we gave up and walked outside to summon a taxi. A couple of minutes later we were on our way to Hospital de Órbigo in our 55€ taxi ride with 2, now worthless 4.30€ bus tickets in a trash can on the way out of the bus station.
Our taxi driver was pleasant enough, as best we could tell, as he spoke only just enough English to get us to our destination.
The famous Puenta de Órbigo The river looked refreshing as Jim gathered some bridge photos. He couldn’t tell if the fish were biting, but the wading fishermen were staying enviably cool.The view pilgrims have as they walk into Órbigo.
It took us a few minutes to get re-oriented to Hospital de Órbigo, since our last time to walk through the village was in 2019. Since then, we have walked an alternate route to avoid the village.
We found our albergue and expected to be checked in immediately. It was 12:50 and the check-in time was 12:00, but the note on the very securely locked door said check in time today was 1:00!
Meanwhile, it was 93F, but Linda found a shady bench in a park a few hundred yards away, with a breeze. It served as our command point until we understood our options and reestablished some level of control.
Jim walked back to the albergue as the door was opened at 1:20 and checked in. He was informed that the albergue only offered a vegan meal at 7:00 p.m.with an uncertain menu… (to go along with its rather rustic ambiance and state of repair). We decided to spare the depressing photos of this 70€/night property.
Sensing more downside, and before retrieving Linda from the bench, Jim further discovered that only 2 restaurants were serving food today and both were fully booked with local family reservations, it being Sunday afternoon.
So, Jim pleaded with the first restaurant for any seating we could use and was totally rejected. We went to the other restaurant that was just beginning to open and the owner said they had no lunch menu. Jim asked “What do you have?” to which he responded by handing Jim an a-la-carte menu. We immediately asked for a table and found a single table for two on the porch and sat down and within 5 minutes a waiter took our order.
Our meal was delicious and became our first positive experience in this crummy little excuse for a village that could do a much better job of supporting pilgrims walking the camino.
Linda ordered a safe typical pilgrim meal. Jim ordered a delicious green salad with walnuts, caramelized onions, roasted goat cheese, raisins with a rich balsamic dressing. We shared both our meals and cleaned our plates.
We walked back to our room just as our backpacks arrived, did our chores and made our plans to walk to Astorga in the morning before the 95F heat settles in.
Today was interesting, but on balance still a good day on the Camino Frances and was made extra special by Father’s Day greetings received via text this afternoon as Jim worked on today’s post.
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Today was a very busy one. Just before the alarm went off at 5:30, Linda was awakened by a severe thunderstorm. (Jim usually sleeps through thunderstorms!). We proceeded with our plan to start walking at 6:00, ignoring the potential glitch in our plan to walk from Bercianos to Rancho Ranero, a distance of 5 miles.
All decked out in rain gear, defying Mother Nature to interfere, we walked out of La Perala in the dark in what we hoped was a diminishing shower. (Rain wasn’t in any of the forecasts when we went to bed last night.)
Walking through Bercianos at first light with a mere drizzle.Leaving Bercianos, ignoring the light rain and hoping for the best.With one half mile behind us, Linda was contemplating removing rain gear.In spite of a very angry sky behind us, the rain was all but stopped.
We walked nearly 4 miles not mentioning “rain”, occasionally looking over our shoulder and pretending the heavens were not about to open upon us. The wind began to pick up, a few big drops stung our bare arms and Linda panicked, quickly donning her rain gear again.
Linda prepared for the worse.
Jim, however, decided the best way to deal with the seemingly imminent deluge, was to ignore it, so he continued walking without putting his poncho back on.
As we walked into Rancho Ranero, Linda was still ready for the worse inspite of a cold wind but no more raindrops.
We stopped at a traditional breakfast place, La Costa del Adobe, for our 9th visit. That’s 8 camino breakfasts and a delicious dinner in 2014, when we stayed in a nearby albergue with lousy food.
La Costa del AdobeOur usual breakfast.The Adobe owners and operators. Mari Adobe is the “boss” based on her husband’s claims this morning and Mari responded with a confirming wink.
As we were finishing breakfast, Jim asked Mari to please call a taxi for us. She did and said he would arrive in 20 minutes. Jim had been eyeing a portion of yogurt topped with strawberries on the counter all through breakfast, so Linda and I shared it while we waited for the taxi and both agreed it was the best tasting food item so far for Camino 2026.
The taxi arrived and took us along the camino for 18km (11 miles) to Mansilla de las Mulas and delivered us to the bus station. We waited 12 minutes and the bus arrived. We boarded the bus, paid the driver the fare (€2 each) and relaxed for the 20km (12 miles) ride to the León Estacion de Autobus.
Before leaving the León bus station we purchased 2 tickets to Hospital de Orbigo for tomorrow morning.
We then walked to the nearby train station and purchased 2 train tickets from Santiago Compostela to Madrid for July 12.
We walked toward our apartment in León, stopping at Cafe Duma for at least our 10th time for a Zuma Naranja and shared a tortilla to rebuild our stamina for the remaining walk.
OJ and tortilla at Cafe DumaReady for the rest of today’s walk.
We walked on the bridge over the Río Bernesga and into León (pop. 150,000)
Crossing the bridge into León Humongous, picturesque park along the river.After the first traffic circle the main street in León is essentially a walk-street going all the way to the Catedral.We stayed at the Hotel Alfonso V (on the left and on the circle) during our first camino in 2014.This Gaudi design building, Casa de Botines (1893), has served as a department store and currently a bank.The León Catedral, started in 1205, took only 100 years to complete. We’ve visited it on previous caminos and particularly enjoyed the impressive stained glass windows and witnessed an organist practice session. We took a pass today.Walking back toward the camino and our apartment.This is walking backwards on the camino, as it enters Leon and passes through a section of the city fortifications (beginning with the Romans) on Linda’s left,Looking back at the still- standing ancient walls at the Puerta Moneda,Linda at the door of our apartment on Calle Barahona, the camino and the city wall at her back.Our room (suite), Estocolmo, at Lodging City-Barahona7Each of the suites is named for a European city. Estocolmo is Spanish for Stockholm, Sweden.
After we checked in to our suite, this busy day became routine again and around 2:00 we walked 2 blocks to a favorite eatery frequented by local families, especially on weekends. We discovered it two caminos ago and are becoming recognizable by the Tranches staff.
We ordered from the menu of the day but the highlight of the meal was dessert. Jim’s dark chocolate mousse was tasty. Linda’s lemon creme was extraordinary.
Lemon creme for Linda, chocolate mousse for Jim.
We accomplished a lot today and are continuing to get stronger as familiar walks seem to be less of a physical challenge than on previous caminos.
With the meseta behind us, the camino will take on a different look and new experiences in the days ahead.
Linda added this image of what blog writing looks like, at least for these two pilgrims.
All quiet as we walked out of Hostal San Juan at 6:30 a.m.Colorful mural on an otherwise old, ugly building,The Bénédictin monestry (Burial vault of King Alfonso VI) and albergue, La Santa Cruz. We stayed here in 2017.Pausing at the Sahagún Monastery and 1662 Arco de San Benito in background.Another captivating mural.Approaching the medieval bridge on our way out of Sahagún.After crossing the Rió Eea we followed a sidewalk along a sports complex.The sidewalk became a dirt path leaving Sahagún … … and following the secondary road version of the camino.This section is always a nuisance as it seems to be overlooked by path maintenance crews.More weed encroachment on the path.After successfully navigating a confusing auto/bike/walking intersection, we joined a very nice path.Totally different from the path immediately after Sahagún, this path is always well maintained plus lined with shade trees that continue nearly all the way to León.High-speed train overpass ahead.A nice rest area (no services) in the shade of the massive structure… but kept moving as the sun starting to beat down,Nearing our destination about a mile outside of Bercianos Del Real Camino (pop. 195)Arriving at a favorite “home-away-from-home”, Albergue La Perala. Owned and operated by the same family who owns Albergue Terradillos, where we stayed two days ago.
When we placed our order for breakfast, Jesus (an owner and manager of La Perala and Núria’s husband) recognized Jim and shook his hand immediately with a big welcoming smile. He chatted with us briefly before tending to other pilgrims.
Enjoying our long awaited breakfast.
When we finished eating, Jesus returned to our table and asked if we would like access to our room immediately and said checkin could be done later. We said sure and took possession of our “home” at 9:25!
With access to our room, we could more easily rest from our walk and begin getting settled in until our transported backpacks were delivered.
Shortly after our backpacks arrived at 11:20, we had access to Linda’s barber tools and so we slipped outside to a lesser traveled area of the La Perala jardin and Linda went to work.
Jim getting a nice trim from our attractive traveling pilgrim barber.
By 12:30 we were settled into our room, Jim had been coiffed, we had delivered a basket of our dirty clothes for washing and drying to the afternoon/evening manager, Manohar and we were eating ham and cheese croissants we prepared and brought with us from the breakfast supplies in the guest kitchen, before leaving our Sahagun accommodation this morning.
Manohar was attentive to our needs for the rest of our stay, including checking us in. He speaks very good English. He is originally from India and joined the La Perala staff 4 years ago. Our friendship has grown over time since he joined the staff, as we have stayed at La Perala on each of our last 6 caminos.
Our La Perala host and camino amigo, Manohar.
We had a light supper in the La Perala restaurant at 6:00. We both had a stewed chicken quarter and fries, local vino tinto and yogurt for dessert.
We finally checked in and settled our expenses for the visit and said our goodbyes.
Today was especially meaningful to us as we continue to renew our friendship with this kind and supportive camino family.
With our alarm set for 5:30 a.m., this was the last thing this blogger saw before falling asleep at the end of another day on Camino 2026.
Albergue Terradillos was very quiet as we walked away at 5:42 this morning. We had a relatively long walk today and we started in the dark to reduce the heat we might encounter before arriving in Sahagún,
Walking through Terradillos de los Templarios and approaching Iglesia de San Pedro, a 13th-century church belonging to the Knights Templar.
The Knights Templar were a medieval military order responsible for protecting pilgrims. While the order was popular and successful for almost 200 years, grand master Jacques de Molay was arrested in 1307 (on Friday the 13th, possibly the origin of this superstitious date) and burned at the stake for heresy and a variety of trumped-up charges. The order was disbanded in disgrace, though many think the charges had more to do with politics than any actual wrongdoing.
First light began shortly after leaving Terradillos… and following the camino into the fields.The church and Terradillos silhouetted against the beginnings of the sunrise.The beginning of another day on the Camino.The first village we encountered was Moratinos (pop. 68). An early option for a breakfast stop for several caminos in the past, at 6:40 a.m. it was not open for business.Shortly after leaving Moratinos, a flood of pilgrims began to surge out of the tiny village.They must have all left from the several albergues in Moratinos, simultaneously.
We walked on after Moratinos for another 1.5 miles and entered a favorite breakfast stop, Casa Barrunta, at the entrance of another small village, San Nícolas de Real Camino (pop. 48).
There was a line already formed by pilgrims at the bar. The couple behind us just happened to be our Austrailan pilgrim friends from two days ago in Villalcazar de Sirga, so we had a fun chat planning “shrimp on the barbie” for our next visit.
Jim ordered. cafe-con-leche “GRANDE” , hoping for an extra bit of drink to go along with a generous piece of tosta…
…but this is the “grande” version he got!
This is the late 12th-century Knights Templar controlled Iglesia de San Nícolas de BariAdjacent to the church is Albergue Restaurant Laganares. We stayed here on our 1st. camino in 2014. We enjoyed the food and the hospitality and unique decor inside.At the halfway point of today’s walk when leaving San Nícolas, the camino path began following a main road into Sahagún. The Spanish Broom hedge helped cushion the infrequent highway noise, but also provided some periodic shading from the sun.Approaching our first glimpse of Sahagún.The ancient border marker of Palencia and the Province of León.As we followed the pathway going around a road exit, “Thumper” was waiting to escort us safely back to the normal path.We realized he was trying to help when he continued walking (actually, hopping) with us rather than running away. When he saw we were on track, he stopped, gave us three happy “thumps”, the headed back into the bushes.Linda getting back on the camino path.Sahagún in the background.Less than 1.5 miles away from Sahagún.The camino took us across the road to the Ermita de la Virgin Puente. The 13th-century hermitage served as a hospital for pilgrims and leprosy.The hermitage is of the Mudejar architectural style.After the hetmitage the path looked like this the rest of the way into Sahagún.Once on pavement, the camino took us past a bull fight arena and then train tracks, then across a bridge into the town (pop. 2820)Crossing the bridge into the old town.One block after crossing the bridge, we turned left and walked up to the open front door of Hostal San Juan, our destination.Hostal San Juan
We waited for about 20 minutes on a soft, leather couch in the hostal reception area until our room was cleaned, then checked in at 10:20.
The walk today was longer than we like, but the early start mitigated the heat impact on us until the last half hour or so.
The rest of the day was spent on routines plus adding to our € stash via a convenient Santander ATM, replenishing our snack stash at a nearby mini-market and eating our main meal at a nearby bakery/bar/restaurant.
There are some ruins and relics in the town frequented by tourists and some pilgrims. In medieval times, Sahagún was second in the kingdom of León only to León city. King Alfonso VI was educated in Sahagún and sought refuge here while warring with his brother and richly rewarded the city when he emerged victorious.
The city thrived with a diverse populace including Muslims and Jews. Sahagún’s historic architecture illustrates the Romanesque-Mudéjar style, which incorporated Islamic decorative motifs and was built primarily out of brick rather than stone, which was not readily available.
We will walk through some of the historical structures on the way out of Sahagún tomorrow morning, but didn’t take time to look around today.
We will began the second half of the Camino 2026 tomorrow morning.