Jet lag is pernicious. I've come to that conclusion. It's like a blood sucking mosquito that doesn't want to leave you alone. At least with a mosquito, you can nuke it with Mortein. With jet lag, you just have to let it mess with you until it gets bored.
I didn't sleep well again last night. About 4 hrs sleep, I reckon. Couldn't wait to get out on the road. Did my yoga at 5:30am – the knee seemed ok. Then left the refugio at 6:20am. It was still dark, and so used my head lamp to find my way through a beautiful forest with trees covered in lichen.
My light provided illumination for a young Korean couple who came with me the first 15kms or so. They were strange, which I guess is a national trait. Ergo Korean missile crisis. But I digress… It seemed they were sweethearts, but every now and then they'd stop and have a ding dong barney.
Wonderful how the Camino embues us all with warm gooey love and kindness.
Anyway, the plan was to walk to Espinal and have a coffee. That was something like 6.5kms from where we started. But of course it was too early, and everything was shut. Didn't actually get my coffee, and a jamon tortilla, until about 11am, after having walked about 12 kms. Not going to make that mistake again.
My knee though decided to be painful. Almost from the start, from when I left Roncesvalles, it gave me sharp stabbing pain. I thought once I'd warmed up, it would back off, but it didn't. If anything it got worse.
The day was 20kms of up and down mountains, mostly along bush tracks that were very muddy and slippery. The down sections were very painful on my knee. Going up wasn't so much a problem. I think I'll have to see a doctor or physio or something, because I don't want this pain to spoil this incredible walk.
I'm now in a private pensione in Zubiri. For €30 I've got my own room, wifi, a communal shower and laundry. and a nice comfy bed. I'm hoping that I can get a decent night's sleep and give my knee a good rest.