Day 30 - Prayers at Cruz de Ferro : Rabanal del Camino to Molinaseca

Prayers at Cruz de Ferro

Rabanal to Cruz de Ferro

This morning we woke before dawn and enjoyed a breakfast of instant coffee (made with hot tap water) and pastries which we purchased last night.  Excited and ready to go, we packed our bags and headed to the edge of town, where we planned to meet up with our companions.  By 6 am we were heading out together twilight towards one of the most iconic locations on the Camino de Santiago!  The pathway left the bricked streets of Rabanal and began climbing into heather-covered hills through what I think was one of the most breathtakingly beautiful mornings I have ever experienced, on or off the Camino.  The only sounds on this twilight trek were those of breathing and the clicking of hiking poles on the walkway.

Foncebadon Spain

With sunrise, we arrived in the village of Foncebadon where we were met by a donkey happily grazing on the hillside.  Here we also found a small cafe, enjoyed a cafe con leche with our friends, and took some time to explore the ruins of historical structures on the edges of the village.

 
At one point Foncebadon must have been prosperous, but today at least a 1/3 to 1/2 of the structures are in ruins.  This is not to suggest that the village is rundown or unappealing.    Instead, Foncebadon is a quiet, undeveloped and largely unimproved village which has maintained its historical dignity and beauty.  As we explored, goats skittered on the nearby walls of old houses and local children played in the fields.
 


 With our second breakfast complete, our group struck out past the ruins of the church of San Salvador and the Hospital de San Juan as well as several wooden crosses placed at the side of the path. 


Throughout this section, the Camino wove gently upwards, and it often narrowed such that we had to hike single file.  Most pilgrims seemed quietly contemplative this morning as we made our approach to Cruz de Ferro.
 


Cruz de Ferro 


When we arrived at the summit, we discovered that quite a few pilgrims had camped beside the Ermite de Santiago, while others had managed to make the hike up to the top in time to see the sunrise.  While it would undoubtedly have been magical to watch the sunrise from Cruz de Ferro, I wouldn't have missed this morning's hike for the world.

Cruz de Ferro itself consists of a large wooden pole topped with an iron cross.  Surrounding its base is a mound of stones which has expanded each year.  Legend suggests that when the Cathedral in Santiago was being built, pilgrims were asked to aid in its construction by bringing a stone.  Since then pilgrims often carry a stone whose extra weight represents the burden they have been carrying and wish to leave behind on the Camino.  In this spirit, pilgrims now place a stone or other object representing their burdens at the base of the pole before moving on to Santiago.   

 

The site of Cruz de Ferro, while not busy, clearly hosted a constant stream of pilgrims.  Despite this, the area was peaceful and most pilgrims were very respectful.  We were fortunate to get a few moments to ourselves at the base of the cross to place our stones and say our prayers. For me, this was the prayer recited in "The Way":

 "Lord may this stone, a symbol of my efforts on the pilgrimage,
 that I lay at the feet of the cross of the Saviour, 
weigh the balance in favour of my good deeds, 
when the deeds of all my life are judged. Let it be so.  
Amen."
             
Moments like those at Cruz de Ferro stay with you for some time, and so I have to admit that many of the details of today after this point are a blur.  From what I recall, much of the hike away from Cruz de Ferro was a hard steep shale and slate pathway which was tricky to navigate.
 

As a group we continued on to the highest peak of the Camino-Alto Altar Mayor.  

On the edge of the village of Manjarin, we found a  Knight's Templar camp where we could get our passports stamped.  
 

Trekking onward, the Camino followed along both roadways and paths - often at steep downward angles.
 
 

Acebo Spain


In the beautiful village of Acebo, we enjoyed a large orange juice and relaxed for 1/2 an hour without our boots on.  Acebo itself is a stunning town which is clearly in the midst of being transformed into a high-end tourist location.



       
Perhaps the high point of the afternoon was the huge flock of sheep and goats which cross the path and ran around us for several moments before we continued onward.  


The trail was tough today, with many steep climbs and steep, uncertain descents.  Because of this, some pilgrims opted to walk along the narrow, winding road below us, but the speed of the cars down there made that a dangerous-looking option. While the final stretch into Molinaseca was beautiful, it was one of the most difficult stretches today.

                 

Molinaseca Spain


When we finally arrived in Molinaseca we were treated to a flat sidewalk, which took us past a church set against the hillside, and over the historical bridge known as the Bridge of the Pilgrims.
 
 
Despite the beauty of the town, with very sore legs we were now ready to finish our day's hike, so we headed towards one of the first listed albergues in the guidebook, the Hostal El Horno, Casa Rural.  This establishment is very clean, comfortable and welcoming.  We were soon checked into a third-floor room, which was a beautiful massive space including a private kitchenette and private washroom!  Once settled in and after resting for a few minutes we commenced with cleaning our packs and enjoying a warm shower.  We were also fortunate to have a laundry service provided by the hostess of the Albergue (could there really be anything more wonderful?).  She was a truly wonderful lady.
 
 

Exploring Molinaseca


By mid-afternoon, we were refreshed and so set out for lunch at a nearby establishment, el Bar Pepe, located beside the main bridge and between two lock walls. There we enjoyed a cold beer as well as cheese sandwiches. After enjoying our riverside meal we wandered Molinaseca which is a quiet, clean town with narrow streets which cars seem improbably to navigate.  It is clear that while Molinaseca is a beautiful town, it is also one which has recently been very developed for pilgrims, including an albergue named Martin Sheen's "They Way", and another named "El Ramon", which as it turns out was not the one mentioned in the movie.  As I write this I have mixed feelings about the highly westernized development of these small villages in the Spanish countryside. I can appreciate their desire to develop the region, revitalize their towns, and build an economy - but I also wonder what effect it will have on their culture. I suppose time will tell.   We were also fortunate to be able to visit the Iglesia de San Nicolas, a wonderful structure with a beautiful altar.  


During our tour of the city, we resupplied our hiking treats in a local variety shop where we purchased dried fruit, granola bars, and postcards.  While grateful for the opportunity to restock, we were stunned while shopping in the Tienda when we were charged nearly twice as much as a local purchasing more dried food than us.  This makes the third or fourth time that we have witnessed pilgrims getting charged much more for the exact same products than local residents.  Ah well - as one of our friends reminded us, "be grateful for what you receive, accept what the world provides, and try not to have so many expectations.  Learn to accept rather than expect."
 

 
As evening set in, we ran into our American and Canadian colleagues whose albergue overlooked the Church.  After enjoying a few glasses of wine on their balcony we were invited to stay for dinner, which turned out to be a wonderful Brazilian dish made "to change what pilgrims were having every night." As such, instead of the pilgrim menu, we enjoyed flavoured rice, beans, eggs, water, wine, and pudding!  The host spent the evening talking with us and giving us advice for the coming trail, showed us his credentials, suggested that we slow down and enjoy the moments as they come, and wished us luck.   


After our incredible meal, at the Hostel Casa San Nicolas, we took our evening walk through town getting some night photographs.
 



Admittedly we have returned to our room very late but we have had a wonderful day, we have been well fed, and are happy and relaxed.   I think that today was one of the best days on the Camino so far.  Excitingly....depressingly (?).... we are now just over 200 km - or about 8 days - from Santiago.
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Practical information:

Distance: 25.6 km
Max Temperature: 23°C
Accommodations: Hostal El Horno, Casa Rural

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