Funnily enough, as proud as we were with our amazing assault on the hills yesterday, none of us can walk properly today. Calves, quads, glutes and feet are all complaining. Stuart stated this morning he thought his socks were puffy!!! I cracked up as it was so innocently said and the struggle to get shoes on was nothing to do with socks. ( well the socks were for a change clean and dry! -S)
We left Molinaseca quite early to walk the 8 or so km to Ponferrada. A medieval city with a magnificent 12C knights of the Templar castle. Beautifully restored.
Spent time enjoying the ambience of the city, mainly the coffee before embarking on some public transport to move a little forward in the travel guide. We want to be in santiago on the 8th, so we feel to do that we had to skip forward a day at some stage. May as well be the day we can't walk.
It is a strange thing: we are time limited, we have been sore, though thankfully not seriously disabled and can therefore continue. Why then do we have an ongoing debate with ourselves is this "cheating"? I think not, would an ancient pilgrims, has refused an offer of help?
Have ended in Las Herrías. A tiny town at the foot of a 800m climb tomorrow. Staying in Miriam's albergue, a very laid back hippy kinda place. Looking forward to the vegetarian dinner here tonight. ( not common in Spain). 
In some ways looking forward to the climb again. The uphill segments though at times difficult, are enjoyable with the sights they bring, with the sense of moving forward. Much less painful than the downhill. We are now approach the end; what will this bring?
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