This morning began with a heavy fog but it was surprisingly warm. It wasn’t long til we were shedding our cold weather gear.

As the fog began to lift it became a white backdrop for distant towns.

We walked through many laneways, some the same, some different.

Today we walked over a small unusual bridge, below there was a small creek that ran over rocks creating a miniature waterfall.

There were many beautiful villages.

Once again we are in dairy country. I think I may be becoming a little too countrified as three of the cows that passed by me stopped to nudge and lick at me. Or maybe I smelt like a saltlick after perspiring on all those uphills.

Horreos come in a wide variety of sizes and materials. This stone horreo is just beautiful.

Straight Talking Dave enjoyed a chat with his new friend but he also felt that he needed to be honest with him. You stink Straight Talking Dave told his new friend. You need a bath. His new friend wasn’t at all upset by the comment and continued to chat.