In the early morning leaving San Juan de Ortega, with a light shining down on the path in the shape of the canonical yellow arrow. Walked with B. that day. As we began walking, someone in the early morning twilight started speaking to us in Spanish and gesturing to us in the gloom.  It turned out to be someone wanting to take a photo of us walking down the path with the arrow in the foreground. It would have been a good shot, but not sure if he got it, because it took so long for me to realize what he wanted.

 

Looking back at the church and square when leaving  San Juan de Ortega.

Walking past the town of Atapuerca, near the site of a major archeological site for humans and hominids going back as far as 1.4 million years. The artifacts found so far are in a museum in Burgos. Naturally, as typical pilgrims, we did not visit any of this and kept on walking. But I imagine that the museum would have been quite fascinating.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archaeological_site_of_Atapuerca

 

Burgos can be seen in the distance. But before we arrived there, it was necessary to cover many featureless kilometers passing an airport, then many more km on concrete/asphalt, passing through the generic, modern Spanish outskirts of the city.

 

The Plaza Mayor in Burgos, late at night.

 

The main street in Burgos  for tapas/pinchos is called the Calle San Lorenzo. There in a bar, many issues were discussed and resolved, and farewells made. I skipped ahead to Sarria, and did the stretch from Burgos later.