Whereas, yesterday we started in pouring rain, we were greeted by a more calm day, ideal for walking. Cool and a little overcast. As we left our digs in the old quarter of town we were able to take a lot more photos of this old port city.
Once out of the city we were soon ascending Mt Igeldo (about 300m over 6 km) a pretty steady climb which offered fabulous views back to San Sebastián.
Sofia, Ann and Irene
As the day progressed the cloud cleared and we were treated to “mint” weather as my Kiwi compatriots call it. Once on the “heights” of Igeldo it was a gentle stroll along a ridgeline. On our climb up we met a Russian lady Irene and her 13 year old daughter Sofia. We walked together for a number of kilometers and learnt a lot about them. Irene is married to a Moscow businessman and they live 40ks outsde Moscow. They have a pretzel franchise which is spread throughout Russia. Irene explained (through Sofia, whose English was excellent) that her and Sofia had done the French Camino a couple of years ago.
With the recent rain the forest tracks were extremely muddy-reminded us of the Dusky in NZ (maybe not!) The mud followed us all the way to Orio where we met up with Eric a young fellow from Washington DC whom we had met with Lill at the Passage on Day One.
This pretty little town was our last major stop before the seaside city of Zarautz. We located a Supermercado and purchased our roll, cheese, tomato and ham, along with some fruit and cold drinks and sat in a park with two German fellows we had met along the way. Suitably sated we once again commenced our walk into Zarautz. As we climbed out of Orio Ann and I took an alternative high route which afforded stunning views of the town.
The final few kilometres to Zarautz proved to be a gentle climb up and then the downhill into this remarkable seaside city. By now the cloud had begun to clear and we were soon sweating as the sun made its presence felt.
We arrived in Zarautz to beautiful weather and much of the day left to site see and take in its atmosphere. Zarautz is a popular surfing city and is regarded as one of the “jewels” of the Basque Country. We quickly found our digs and showered and changed into dry clothes and decided to do some exploration. Our first stop was the beach and although the weather had warmed up we were still not game to hit the water for a swim. Bathing our pinkies was sufficient.
Whilst wandering through the market sections of Zarautz we met up again with Lil and Eric in a supermercadio and we all decided to take some drinks and nibblies down to the beach where we sat and mulled over life’s mysteries for a couple of hours, in what was by now, very pleasant weather. Very convivial company in superb surroundings. Lil and Eric were heading on out of town to try and find a campsite so at 8 pm we parted company and began to head back towards our pension for dinner. On our way we met a charming Spaniard Juan who insisted on buying us a drink. We stood and chatted with this gentleman about a myriad of topics-his English was excellent. It was hard to break ourselves away but we knew we had anther 20 + kms to walk tomorrow.