Olite

Well, there has been very little walking done so far (at least not by myself, others have been more active). Yesterday should have been the first walking day, but it was windy as Hell and even worse the Foehn was blowing. I have never experienced it so strongly, it woke me at 5 a.m. as the wind changed, even before the storm began. I did not do an inch of real walking. Today alternated brilliant blue sky and torrential rain, so there was generally little walking done. I managed three kilometers before saying "this is absurd" and getting back on the bus. We are hopeful that tomorrow will be better.

Had a few hours in Pamplona, home of the famous bull run; tonight in a 15th century castle, supposedly the most opulent hotel/hostel/parador of the trip. Marvellous rooms redolent of wood smoke.