Rick wanted to have that quiet morning before tons of people got started and we did get an early start, 7:45 with sunrise at 8:56. Luckily, I had a wee lantern that you hang in a tent. I’d told Rick to not to bring a head lamp since I hadn’t needed one. Oops. But it turned out to be wonderful. There were other people out too, but between the dark and mist, everyone was quiet and it was a wonderful early walk.
Not much happened on the way, nor did we see any buildings of significance. I later read that the part that we walked today used to be a famous open air brothel. Calm now…
Weather cleared up around 12, but it was nice all the way, scenic for sure. Farm after farm with cows, chickens and farmers. For all the ham that’s at EVERY meal, we have never seen a pig.
This little church was notable because of the tight careful cemetery behind it:
Photo below was taken from a notice outside the church that had the information that it was a 16c church and they were very proud of it in their town, so sweet. I’m guessing that at some point the town had more than 5 houses.
The next chapel we passed, well, Rick passed, I stopped because I stop at everything interesting. He’s very patient with me, just sits down and relaxes. A guy inside had a “stello” that is the pilgrimage stamp. First for the church and then asked me if I wanted one with the Knights of Templar stamp. Well, of course! The stones of the little chapel were taken from the rubble of a 12c church that the Knights of Templar built that had been ruined in different wars and events. Tiny little chapel. No photos allowed of the inside.
Then we had the cow parade.
A little bitty dog was acting very important as if it was herding the cows. The cows, who clearly didn’t need much herding, were walking along the sidewalk and would notice the dog, then walk into the street towards the dog to let it know it was superfluous then back to the sidewalk. I thought the woman in grey who didn’t seem to know that she might be the one to move out of the way was pretty funny in her reactions.
We saw the farmer with a big black dog who clearly knew how to herd, but he kept the dog with him as they waited for the last cow (guessing they’d just been milked) to dawdle out of the farm and over to the pasture.
Got some lunch and then kept going to our next hotel in Palas de Rei. Nothing of significance happened here. Well, it’s historically significant if you’re interested in wars, transfer of power back and forth, but for our tale, nothing to report and it’s all pretty new now. Might even just stay in tonight and leave early tomorrow again.
Reb's Walks! 
How fun to run into a herd of cows!
Xo
Jill
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