This morning was warmer than yesterday, with a bit of sunshine—enough to convince me to start a little earlier. The road cyclists had used before is now closed due to the extension of the A12 highway. As a result, just outside Santo Domingo, I had to hop onto the pedestrian Camino for a few kilometers—which meant gravel. Greengo didn’t love it, but we managed.
When the asphalt finally reappeared, the directions were confusing, and of course, I took the wrong turn. It led me straight into a construction site for the aforementioned highway. I ended up carrying Greengo over ditches onto partially paved section, subsequently cycling on it until the pavement disappeared. Then I followed a dirt access road that eventually brought me to a proper paved road leading all the way to Burgos.
The rest of the ride was uneventful—no more wrong turns or construction adventures. At one point, though, Greengo and I climbed higher than the Pyrenees pass from a few days ago. Also, there was a headwind almost from the start. I won’t complain about it anymore, apparently, it’s always windy around here, it only varies in speed. No wonder there are wind farms everywhere.
It’s Good Friday, and Burgos was full of people—both on the streets and in the bars. I had deliberately planned a shorter ride today to spend more time exploring the city. It’s quite charming, with a magnificent cathedral. Unfortunately, it started raining around 3 p.m., cutting my visit short. Maybe next time—after all, the Camino del Cid passes through here too.
Today in numbers:
69 km — distance cycled
100+ — statues scattered throughout Burgos
187 m — length of the longest morcilla de Burgos (famous blood sausage) ever made
500+ — years it took to complete Burgos Cathedral
1 — fellow cyclist heading to the same destination who passed me (I expected more)