Walking Day 1 - Burgos to Hornillos – 20 km, 12.5 miles

Thursday May 5^th

We set off this morning after breakfast and a tour of the cathedral, following the yellow arrows out of town, along sidewalks for awhile, and then on to a dirt track.

The morning was sunny, warm, with a light breeze.  Chatting a bit with my new companions, the conversation soon waned and I found myself just being in the moment – smiling to myself, realizing that I am really here.

It is late spring on the high plains of northern Spain – it is light by 6:30 until after 9, the lilacs are in full bloom, red poppies dot the fields, and the roses are beginning to bud. The wheat fields are planted - the young wheat is the deepest shade of green you can imagine – and as I trekked up a hill to the summit, I could see nothing but rolling green fields, with a blue sky and fluffy white clouds. 

For a moment, I stopped, and breathed, and took it all in.