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Day 5 Pamplona to Puente La Reina
25km according to Google. 5 hours would be lucky! 
It’s dark this morning and raining!
Thanks to the nice man who pointed me in the right direction. I have the trail markers now.
“I should probably have stopped there.” seems to be the big lesson for me. :)
Goodbye city.
Rush hour.
Up!
In the queue.
Crap.
There’s my next town, I think.
Stop for tea.
Up into those clouds next.
Maybe the windmills are making the clouds?
I came on the perfect Instagram day for the windmills.
It’s all a bit Mordor. Worried I lose a finger or toe at the end of this.
This one is me.
As the crow flies maybe. :)
There’s the next town, I hope.
Not a lot of fun.
Meadows again!
There’s the next town now.
Oh well... the rule is to take the detours. Seems like they come with the painful distances.
This isn’t the one we’ve come 2km out of our way to see.
Home in a hour or so. :) Let’s say 4pm.
Pilgrim watching over the cars.
Tomorrow’s path. I’m going right instead.
There’s my sun! Gonna relax here for a while. :)
This pigeon has been watching me from that same spot for 20mins now. It’s getting scary.
Still there.
Walker lad just went past with a blister limp much worse than mine and I’m not feeling so bad anymore.
Kind woman just pointed out that I’m hopeless. They even write the letters on the socks and I can’t get it right.
Ha! I win, Pigeon.
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