
We hit then road about 7.30 with route taking us through parks and suburban roads; it was like a rabbit warren, I totally lost my sense of direction, but I had full faith in the yellow arrows that are present on curbs, lampposts, walls and road signs.

They led us out following a quiet road through small but uninteresting villages before it followed a highway. We called into a wine museum as the Bierzo area is another wine region. There were plenty of vineyards and I couldn’t help myself, I had to try a grape. It was so sweet, nothing like you get back home.
We briefly left the main road, thankfully as there were some hairy moments. The way passed more vineyards where the harvest was under way. We eventually ended up in Villafranca del Bierzo, the stopping point for Arnica; me and Dirk still had another 8km to go.



The route out of Villafranca followed the roadside through a valley, again not providing much to look at. We arrived at our albergue just after 5. Time for a pint.
