Somehow it was almost as tiring as hills. We are at Los Arcos in a quirky albergue that boasts a mangle to squeeze out water from out washed clothes. The walk through undulating farm land was mesmerizing.
I ran out of water and was glad of this wine from Irache .that and a gooey remains of a chocolate bar in the bottom of my bag got me through.
Los Arcos is a nice town named for the archers who defeated an enemy. Forgive me but I can’t find the reference