Camino Day 17: Burgos to Hornillos Del Camino 21km

My peregrino team and I left Burgos early at 7am to conquer the meseta. The meseta has a harsh reputation and you should avoid walking through it in the middle of the day. If you can.

For the uninitiated, the meseta (the dry empty tableland) forms parts of northern Spain. For the Camino, it is a long stretch of nothingness with no facilities, no fuentes and no shade. The guidebooks recommend bring plenty of water and cover yourself from the sun.

The western exit out of Burgos was first a lot nicer than the eastern entry two days ago.

Outer Burgos soon turned into a bit of wasteland. Little of value seemed to grow here. Instead, they were building new motorways and roads.

At 8.30am, me and the Camino crossed this autovia. Few cars down there. Burgos never came across as a prosperous town.

The Camino Road to Santiago is not always glamorous.

There was a bit of interesting graffiti and street art along the way.

The road leading into Tarjados had an interesting piece of Camino art made out of a piece of stone. It was different and it was well done.

We had a late second breakfast in Tarjados. I had an americano, a tortilla espanol and a croissant. Good stuff again.

Fracking is not a popular activity in these parts of Spain. The “fracking no” graffiti is visible all along the Camino.

Fracking is:

“The process of drilling down into the earth before a high-pressure water mixture is directed at the rock to release the gas inside. Water, sand and chemicals are injected into the rock at high pressure which allows the gas to flow out to the head of the well.”

All according to “reliable” online resources (read Wikipedia)

Soon after Tarjados, the meseta started.

The meseta didn’t feel that much different from a hike in many parts of Australia. Not even in summer. It was definitely not a hot day. Almost cool.

In fact, it was much pleasant to walk the meseta today. Or at least walk as far as we walked today, to Hornillos Del Camino. Tomorrow there will be more of the meseta.

Sure, some parts of the meseta looked like a moonscape. Good luck in getting anything to grow here. Other than growing rocks.

Then the town of Hornillos del Camino appeared down in a valley. With me boneheading the photo which shows it in the background.

There were several albergues just inside the town’s border. Some pilgrims enjoyed a cool beer outside of them in the middle of the day. Why not?

The albergue for the night in the town of Hornillos del Camino had an English name “Meeting Point”. The building had a great mural on its side.

The “Meeting Point” albergue had grassed backyard area with chairs and tables for socialising. Nice. Although it did get a bit hot there later in the afternoon.

There was also a washing machine and clothes lines on premises, both which I used. You tend to take advantage of anywhere offering these kind of facilities.

Gulp… A selfie.

A study of pilgrim / albergue life. Bunk beds and stuff everywhere. Just another day and another albergue.

The local supermercado had clocks with local current time from around the world. Including from Melbourne, Australia.

The meal deal at “Meeting Place” albergue was too good to refuse. Paella for dinner and a reasonable breakfast.

Yes. the paella looked and tasted pretty good. Anyway, peregrinos can’t be choosers…

There was a rowdy crowd at dinner time as wine was plentiful and drinkable. Paella was a lot better food option than most meals that we have had. OK, I was perhaps not quiet myself…

Several of my fellow pilgrims continued to the pub afterwards but I called it a day. There was every chance to get smashed.

I did hang around for a while, finished the daily post for the blog and went to bed around 9pm.

308km walked. 477km left to walk after Day 17

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