A different day altogether. I cleared the town in 15 minutes and had to use my head light for the next 3/4 hour. The Camino Levante heads directly west across the country, so seldom do I witness sunrise, unless I turn around. What I do see, and was so beautiful this morning, is the effect of the light rising behind me and lighting up the road ahead. Today’s walk was one of exceptional beauty even though it was very challenging. Initially the beauty was the wide open vista, rock fields and harvested wheat fields, both similar colors, then it changed to midget pine trees which in turn changed to olive tree plantations. At the transition between the wide, white fields and the pine trees the road became rocks, probably the most difficult so far, aggravated by the fact the path was ascending so it was one step forward two steps back.
What redeemed the strenuous walk was the beauty of climbing through hills of olive groves many of the trees seem to be very old. I had to stop a number of times to minister to my feet because of the difficult road and each time I did so I was struck by the vibe the olive trees exuded. There was quietness and silence, a kind of dignity, of presence or wisdom sitting among those ancient trees, it was healing and life-giving.