Day Ten- Còbreces to San Vicente de la Barquera 21.4km
Today started out as an impossible scenario on many levels.
Firstly, today is our thirtieth wedding anniversary. Through thick and thin, good times and hard times, we have forged through life’s challenges together. It may not have been all plain sailing but it has been our journey together. Much like the Camino, we have taken each stage, one step at a time to achieve our dream. We are both grateful to have each other in our lives as we continue to persue a life of love, happiness and togetherness.
Secondly, we woke up to a blackened sky and a rainy day Monday. The forecast was looking grim as we googled the weather map and saw a thick band of rain over this part of the Norte. We were starting to make contingency plans for a shortened Camino, when the rain ever so slowly, started to ease. On our distance tally, we had walked 196.1km and we both wanted to get over the 200km mark- an achievement for us to look back on. So again, donning all our wet weather gear, we walked out of our comfortable and cosy room at the inn and into the now easing storm. Our aim was to walk the 10.1km to Comillas, a larger town with a bus stop, and then make a decision to continue or to cave in. We continued.
By the time the sun appeared, the humidity was liquidable. The scenery was an absolute joy to flow through. We passed through tiny towns like La Inglesia, Pando and Concha, that would simply be missed if driving on the highway. It took us nearly two and a half hours to reach Comillas for our coffee hit and a chance to dry off our sweat-soaked clothes. Being a Monday, a lot of the shops are closed but we stumbled into a small supermarket and purchased some bananas, chocolate and a Powerade (which came in use after sweating up a hill about an hour later). We also saw a couple from Poland who we had first walked with three days ago in Laredo. It was great to catch up with this husband and wife duo who told us that they had walked 40km yesterday to get to Còbreces. Ouch, we would never have that much stamina. We walked together for about a kilometre when the husband said that he had to take it slow as his legs were still sore from the day before, so we walked on.
We arrived at our final destination, San Vicente de la Barquera, by 2.30pm. The walk into this fishing/resort town is spectacular as you cross the Puenta de la Maza. There is an eighth-century castle that dominates the skyline of this bustling town. The albergue has a wonderful view of the river but of course to get a view, you always have to go up.
We are a couple of happy pilgrims tonight.