Seven days, one solo soul, and the winding GR150 trail. From misty mornings and cold showers to spider webs, forest springs, and nostalgic descents: each step stitched together a story of grit, beauty, and quiet joy. A missing variant remains, but the adventure? Unforgettable, complete, and waiting to be revisited.
The final stretch from Agés to Burgos was mostly asphalt roads, except for the mountain part between kilometers 3 and 8, reaching 1,000 meters again. We opted for the quieter airport route over the industrial area. The entrance to Burgos through a long park was a pleasant surprise. Rain dodged again!🚶♂️🌧️
What a day! Out of the 6 hours we were moving, I think we were under somewhat heavy rain 5 hours. About the night, all good. Comfortable beds, clean bathrooms, good service although laundry services a little too expensive – 7 euros per bag. Other than the rain during the day, the route passes through…