719km to Santiago
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| Day #5 Climbing to the Alto del Perdón |
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| The exit of Pamplona is quite nice for pilgrims: one goes through green parks and well-kept andaderos |
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| Just off Pamplona, wishes of a Buen Camino. |
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| The Acella Bridge a few kilometers away from the city center. |
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| Entering Cizur Menor on the boardwalk besides the main road. Cizur Menor is a very good option for a stage ending as it has all the amenities for pilgrims. |
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| A nice café in Cizur Menor where many pilgrims stop for a rest and a bite, and so did we. |
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| Back on track, shooting the breeze with a fellow pilgrim. |
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| The gray skies promised some rain for the day. Let's see how it goes! |
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| Spring in full bloom! All around, the meadows spread their magnificent show of renewal. |
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| The deserted village of Guenduláin, just two kilometers before Zariquiegui. Once an important village it is nowadays abandoned. You can still see the ruins of the church and the crenelated palace. |
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| "Just one more mile!" |
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| "How about taking a break in Zariquiegui just before the tough climb to the Alto del Perdón?" |
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| San Andrés church in Zariquiegui. Can you spot the big scallop shell? |
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| Which way? Just follow the yellow arrows. |
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| It wasn't a easy climb but still we had a big smile on our faces. |
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| A very discrete fountain on the left side of the Camino. This is the Gambellacos or Reniega fountain. Legend says that the devil offered water to a half-dead parched pilgrim if he renounced his faith in God, Virgin Mary and Santiago. The pilgrim spurned the devil's temptation, prayed until the devil was gone and a frountain of water sprout from the ground. |
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| A moment of contemplation |
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| A caravan of pilgrims showing the evolution of the Camino though time. A sculpture by Vicente Galbete right at the top of the Alto del Perdón. |
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| The pebble-covered descent from Alto del Perdón. A very hard stretch of the day's stage. |
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| On our way to Obanos. |
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| One more break, this time at Muruzábal, a village just before Obanos. |
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| Entering Obanos at siesta time. The empty streets is a common feature of the Spanish pueblos at this hour. |
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| Puerta de Obanos, the gate of Obanos |
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| Just off Obanos. Exhaustion had already had a strong hold on us. But we had to reach Puente la Reina. |
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| Finally in Puente la Reina, a small town of cobled streets and two-storey stone houses. |
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