Many Faces of the Way

 Every day brings a variety of surfaces upon which to trod.  Or hobble, dance, strut, shuffle, stumble  Whatever the flavour of the day happens to be.  One of the most interesting was a stretch of an old Roman road.  Now there's something that was built to last.

I really ought to have taken some more shots of this, as it went on for quite some ways and had an actual "centre line" which isn't seen in this photo.  I do hope it was smoother when Caesar was moving his legions and chariots across it or it would have shaken the brains of a lot of chariot drivers.  Not that nice to walk on, truth be told.  But does stand up to more than one millennia of use ... 

Certainly the majority of the trek from Pamplona, when I haven't been walking through a town or city, is just very ordinary, dusty gravel roads.  Not very romantic.

Of course, there are parts up and down the altos (mountains) that are a little more 'authentic' in terms of a hiking trail.

Poor photography skills, oh, shadow thrower.  But a road alongside a vineyard is never a bad thing.

I was feeling rather chipper when I came to this bit.  A slight downhill and i waltzed down like on a balance beam, Just another Camino kook.

Whoo hoo! A bit of a shortcut worn through the stubble.

A bit like walking from Camrose to Bawlf??

Well, you get the idea.  This and that.  A trail so ancient isn't always just a 'trail'.