Contrasts at Lago Proserpina; Sunday 26 thApril

Left Merida early, under a rain- threatening sky,bound for Aljucen,a walk of 17 Km.As we approached Lago de Proserpina , the rain began to fall.Quickly covering rucksacks and ourselves, we walked on, into the squall. A view of the lake:- 

 What a contrast to this picture,as I remembered it when We were here 40 years ago on a camping holiday 40* temperature .The campsite looked closed down now  and ramshackle; surprising , considering the attraction of both the Lake and Merida.This is more like how I recalled it…. 

Thankfully, conditions underfoot were good for the most part,except for a short section as we passed through Oak and Cork trees. 

We reached a tiny hamlet,El Carrascalejo and were fortunate to be directed by a friendly local to what passes for the village bar; without his insistence, we should not have opened what appeared to be the door to someone’s house,somewhat reluctantly.Stepping in to a disorganised, dusty room with a wood stove  and a counter,from behind which appeared a kindly lady who made us some coffee; we were grateful for the time out of the rain, which had ceased as we emerged behind the 16 th Century Church,well cared for ,it seemed. 

We soon reached the outskirts of Aljucen, having dodged a local cycle race and MotoCross, which bizarrely enough, seemed to be taking place at the same time! 

Despite the remoteness of these villages, the Camino was well marked with the traditional, yellow Fleches and occasional plaque: 

Our accommodation was Aqua Libera, a set of small apartments,developed in a Roman Style ( the owner is an archaeologist ).An Atrium as you enter, sets the scene and there were Spas and baths available,too.we dried our boots round the pool ( we hope ) 

 There was a spacious suite awaiting us – this little bit of luxury was well timed, considering our wet, morning walk.  Not much danger from Mosquitos at this time of year.http://www.escapadarural.com/casa-rural/badajoz/termas-aqua-libera/fotos. 

Usual,light lunch at local bar, where we met some Pelegrinos for the first time; most of whom were staying at the village Albergue,including Maggie,who had walked 500km on the Camino Mozarbe, from Malaga- a real feat! 

   I thought I might have worked out by now, why I am doing this Camino

.“There are a few minor reasons for walking the Camino, and one compelling reason. I know the minor reasons, I don’t yet know the compelling reason.”

Amen…