Bill Arney

Another uphill, downhill day. From beaches up to cliffs overlooking the sea, down into towns, up again and repeat, on woodland paths, some muddy and running with water, with a tiny drizzle here and there, everything was beautiful.  At the edge of a farm we had some kale that had planted itself next to the road. Very tasty. The last down into Deba was the most fun: we walked most of the way down into town and then the yellow arrows pointed us to two tall, freestanding elevators. We got in line with many school children on their way home and made it down to sea level.  I don’t think a waymarked elevator counts againt out Camino creds…. Our first 5 € albergue, municipal, and in an old train station. 40 beds and it may be packed tonight.