Report on Day 01 and 02
Well straight off the blocks we got into some difficulties
Being lazy, here is Alice's report from her instagram (in blue) interspersed with my comments (in red).
Day 1 - St Jean Pied-de-port - Roncesvalles (Napoleon route)
Today was a hard one.
Yep! There are two possible ways to walk the first stage. As Alice said we walked the Napoleon route, previously I had walked the Val Carlos route with Andrew (2013) and Penny (2015).
The Napoleon route is closed from November or April as it's too dangerous.
We started off early around 7am when it was still dark out,
We were soon rewarded with an absolute spectacular sunrise!
So within the first couple of hours, I had gone from swearing off the difficulties to almost crying and booking a flight back home!
Alice was very determined to finish and I am so proud of her efforts on the mountain.
I made it and enjoyed some tomato soup and fresh bread which gave me a bit more energy to accomplish the next less steep (still a strong incline), but longer chunk of hill.
Unfortunately no photo of the soup or the bread (fresh bread here is amazing), but here is a quote from my 2013 blog on the camino with Andrew:
We're still not convinced about the two mini thermoi we brought but we've got some cup of soups and we may be grateful for them later.
As usual, mother knows best! Sally's suggestion has been a great success on the two previous caminos and it looks like this one will be the same! Here are the famous thermoi (is there such a word?)
We then walked through amazing autumn leaves about 6 inches deep which was very fun crunching along!
The final peak (which we got to with a total elevation gain of 1.4km!!) was very tiring but I kept trekking along.
We then had about a 3km descent down to Roncesvalles.
This was seriously scary, if you've ever seen The Way, this was probably how Emilio Estevez' character was killed. You walk along very steep drops with no guard rail in gale force winds.
Finally, we made it to the Collegiata Albergue in Roncesvalles and met up with Ilarlia, a nice Italian woman we walked with, for dinner, wine and even more fresh bread.














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