A very early and chilly start. My legs were pretty terrible - I had no power. A fellow cyclist at the hostal said that it was a flatter day today. Unfortunately that wasn't quite corrrect!

After 90 minutes a long climb began and, despite my legs being rough, they had just enough to sustain it.

After lunch in Burgos, where I also took an hour to redo the slowly unraveling stitching on a pannier, I decided to give the hiker trail a go. I am usually on the nearby road instead.

It started off nicely enough and my legs had really woken up. I was really rocking it! This is it! Unfortunately it got steeper and rougher and I was bouncing around a lot.

So rough that my already partially cracked rack gave up and gave way on one side. I repaired it with an ever useful ziptie and it is probably stronger than before - though ideally I would get it welded.