It's funny how information travels up and down the trail.

Each day more people are discovering minor injuries that are compounded by continual walking.

The upside of doing no research is that around every corner there is an opportunity for a surprise.

This is the section of the Camino that people say tests you mentally.

Discretion being the better part of foolishness, we took a cab. Our conscience did not bother us at all.

More foul weather may be coming up as we begin the least scenic portion of the Camino.

After about 40 yards, you're dragging along the weight of Herman Munster's boots.

Rocks, friend or foe?

The surface went from road to paved trail, to pebbles, to mud. Lots of mud.

Today was the furthest distance we’ve covered in a single day so far.

We ran into several of the people that we saw the first night along the Camino.

The canola fields are in full bloom and the air hangs heavy with the scent of flowers.

The views were incredible, and the footing up was considerably better than on the way down.

The terrain continues to change daily, and sometimes hourly.

Today was another day of beautiful skies and an opportunity to be grateful.

This leg of our journey started out in the rain at 9:00 a.m.

The first two days of the Camino were supposed to be the most challenging physically.

It seemed like a good idea at the time.