A party and two wipe outs

Pamploma. There was a spontanious party at last night¨s  pilgrim¨s  refuge. It began when Mary from Scotland played Celtic tunes, then out  came the spoons and harmonica. Everyone had a story to tell and a song to sing. Ava, 19, had walked on her own from  Austria, Vincent and his girlfriend had travelled from the South Pacific, a mix of Europeans kept the action  going and the wine flowing.
Then, today I had two spectactular wipe-outs. The track was barely two feet wide and wet clay, I lost balance bouncing over rock ledges, the bike flipped over me as we tumbled down the embankment, panniers and bushes broke the fall. It´s a real adventure following the scallop shell route markers that guide one through ancient castles, along river banks and woodland paths.