Again a liquor cellar. Bodega? And the beet that Leon does not want is carried away by Tosca Why don ‘t we d do it in the road. Song of the Beatles. Undemanding Leon   The road is ours. So walking in the middle of the road at least Leon can not always pull me down, 

I believe these are bodegas. I am amazed. Tosca is trying to get me a bottle (snitch)   Leon dares everything: bridges, locks, guarddogs    often narrow passages are not meant for anxious pack horses.  The bag begins to tear. Bale!     Bodega, wine storage, with Tosca trying to scrounge a bottle for me Leon Episcopal 

Huge flock’s guardian. Often they are afraid if you approach them As soon as possible, before it got too late, I wanted to depart from Mercedes (and her husband)’s house. Upon leaving Mercedes she gave me the impression that I, or was it for my payment for the inn?, was worth a real embrace. I 

Hospita Mercedes and me Now it’s 7:57 p.m.. Another 20 km. finished. Before writing this, I first read your messages. I enjoy your notes very much and they also encourage me to persevere. The last few afternoons / evenings uncertainty strikes me. Do’nt worry. The walk goes perfectly. Also the animals walk like machines. Unbelievable, 

    Farrier at albergue. According to him, Leon is not older than 6. According to the old man yesterday at least 12 years old.   The hoof shoes Loosing hair under the belts. I removed the belts Close up 22 km. Leon spontaneously comes to me when I pick him up. Today he pulls 

Typical dove cote Leon’s shelter. Something for Animal Cops Tosca and Leon together in their shelter The famous advertising for Osborn, along the Spanish road Again such an old bridge from the middle ages House of mud blocks with old charts. Back to basics! Elderly youngsters. Stork nests on the church towers 31 km according 

 l the hoof shoes Hair loss beneath belts of packsaddle. I removed the belts     Proud hunters greyhounds-greyhounds and rabbit [/ caption] civilization in sight. Solar panels and smoke plume Proud hunters with there greyhounds Alejandro Blacksmith in action in front of the albergue Today Leon doesn’t do a lot of pulling me to the 

Leon fills his stomach with corn  Granja de Moreruela. Santiago is to the left, for France go to the right .   24 km. again. I’d rather continued to Benavente, but the inn there was closed, was told to me. And in Barcia del Barco would be a shelter for dog and horse. It was 

Exciting route, if you like sailing I’m offering hungry Leon straw, but he refuses it. Good sign? While I am filming Tosca steals my cheese. I can understand that. On every church and on every high voltage mast storks nest. Ladies take care! Occasionally a small water reservoir, usually with some  houses for the upper 

  Young couple brings me “pienso” for dog in my Albergue  It’s 4.50 p.m. , Roales del Pan and I’m sitting here with half a meter bocadillo in the cafeteria next to the swimming pool. The cafetaria also serves as a community center. I ask a coffee, sharing the room with four card players who