Amazingly enough, it was cold enough this morning that when we started the pilgrimage we found a water bottle with frozen water in it on the side of the road.
Up at 3, and off we walked at 5...or that was the way it was supposed to be. We waited about an hour this morning for the buses to arrive to take us to the jump off point for the 23 mile pilgrimage. Sadly, the buses never arrived. So we quickly made places in what vans, trucks, and minivans we had, and left Las Vegas, NM.
We were dropped off at a church down the road...of course, the church was not open at 5:30 a.m., and the person who was to open it up was not up and around. So, wrapped tightly in warm clothes, we were off.
Every morning it is a silent walk, which I so appreciate. Of course, it is always coldest before the dawn, and this morning is no difference. We walked into the darkness of the morning, seeing the sun rise slowly over the east. Mountains before us. Trees all around us. Amazing to behold.
We were walking quickly. Enrique--Rektor--walks way to fast, even though he is getting the worse blisters. He is 23 y.o., and it shows in his exuberance for leading the first time. We keep making it to places faster than we should, throwing off the schedule, so we take more and more long breaks.
Lunch was visiting a chapel--an encuentros at a capilla--and we had bananas! Finally. I made much noise about this, and we had bananas from that morning on.
We walked in and among ranches and homesteads, cattle ranches everywhere...at one point we even walked among the cattle who were scared and running away from us. Fun sight to see.
Much of our walk today was on dirt path today, making it easy on the shins. Much praying of the rosary, with Mary and Elizabeth as our focus throughout much of this pilgrimage. A fascinating feminine vision of the Holy.
Tonight? Mora! And great green and red chili!