La vista de Alto Aragon desde Navarra

There are some big mountains coming up.

En route from Orbaiceta to casas de Irati

Burguete to Ochagavia

We had been advised yesterday afternoon by the local bakery that if we wanted to buy fresh bread in the morning, to get there early. The crowds of foreign visiting Camino de Santiago walkers had to be seen to be believed. We hadn't noticed them yesterdsy evening but there was a queue at the panaderia at 7am, and after buying enough bread to see us through 3 days, we found a cafe to have a coffee and breakfast. It was packed with Camino walkers. I asked to overworked proprietor if it was like this all the time and he said no, in the summer it was worse. Well i figured the guy was making a small fortune selling coffee and sandwiches to tourists so i didn't feel too sorry for him, though i have to say he earned his money. Navarra is beautiful. It looks like Switzerland. Walking out of Burguete we finally have sun, and instead of immediately having to launch into a vertical assault as so often you have to start your mornings with on the GR11, we had a pleasant, level stroll along the road to Roncesvalles. For the next 20 kms we are walking through part of the Camino de Santiago though in the opposite direction, in other words away from Santiago. Roncesvalles is the first group of buildings the Santiago walkers come to in Spain, after walking up and over the Pyrennees from France, crossing the border at Gainekoleta (Gaine means mountain pass is Esukera, the Basque tongue). From Roncesvalles its a slow grind uphill to the pass and then we climb above the treeline to meet the French border again. We can't help but notice the wide, well surfaced and well signposted track that the Camino de Santiago walkers get to enjoy. We also can't help but notice the c rowds that are walking it. Fortunately, shortly after we get to the French border, our path diverges and we follow the remains of an old Roman road at an altitude of about 1000 mtrs above sea level. Finally we leave the tourist crowds to their tourist walk and we move up into the hills and the quiet of the countryside. As soon as we are out of earshot of the tourist hordes, we stop and make sandwiches for lunch,enjoying the solitude, The weather is perfect and for the first time looking east we can see the peaks of the high Pyrenees in Aragon.