Bercianos del Real Camino

We’re back to full pilgrim strength rolling out of Ledigos this morning. The weather is not our friend but, on a positive note, we get to see the sunrise.

It seems like we aren’t the only people that are sick of all the wheat as here it has all been cut down. Can’t see we’re sorry to see it go.

I’m not sure if they mature in just a few weeks or if the fields were planted here sooner but there are fields and fields of sunflowers in full bloom.

Around midday (still 10 am in the morning but halfway through our hiking day) we arrive in Sahagún, the halfway point of our journey. It’s a bit surreal that we have left France, crossed a mountain range, marched in parade in Pamplona, ate burgers in Burgos, crossed a plain and, 250 miles later, will soon be in León.