I´ve been thinking about these two mountains. How could two experiences be so different? One difference certainly had to do with expectations. The first was the middle of three options: we could walk along the highway (and would still have to climb), we could take option 2, climbing one mountain and enjoying the beautiful views, or we could take option 3, climbing... I think, 2 mountains before heading to O´Cebrieiro (I did not even consider this one). But because the mountain did not look to bad, and because the guidebook said it would be challenging, but come on, you´ve walked this far - you can do it, and because I wanted to see the views.
So I made it to Triacastle and stopped for breakfast, then headed up the mountain around 10AM. I should have had an inkling of what was to come when I turned onton the street leading to the mountain - it went straight up! And up. Then turned to a gravel path, and continued to go up. Yes the views were wonderful, whenever I finally found a level place I could stand. But the path just seemed to go up and up. Every so often there would be a short level area and I´d think, yes! now I can enjoy this. But it would be shortlived as we would turn a corner and go up yet again.
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| I didn't need the arrow to tell me I needed to keep going up! |
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| Yes, there is always a great view sooner or later! |
She drew me a picture. She showed that I would walk about 4 or 5 km on level ground (that was good as it is always dark when I start). Then I would have a very serious upward climb to La Faba, the first town. But that was only one-third of the way. Then I would have to continue to climb, but it would not be so intense, with some level places, really steep short places, then long, slow climbs on to the second village. Then the climb would continue, but at the slow steady incline. I hoped she was right.
And she was! The walk on Sunday was grueling on that first incline, but over all it was delightful. I reached O´Cebreiro about noon and realized I still had energy to walk on. The landscape, though was also changing. While climbing I left the region of Castilla Y Leon and entered Galacia. I was constantly hearing water as small mountain streams gushed by or water dripped right out of the mountain to the side of me. I would come up to amazing vistas looking out over fields of many shades of green. The air started to feel cooler and as we reached the peak there was a very cool breeze blowing. But it was sunny and gorgeous and invigorating.
We all have our ups and downs, but all mountains are not the same. I continue to walk up and down as I move through the mountains of Galicia. More about this region and its Celtic influence. I´d add pictures, but there´s no adaptor here. Hey - I´m glad I finally found internet!
May your mountains be manageable and bring about wonderful things! Bueno Camino!


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