Then it was up on the dyke and out of town.
This early in the morning the sun had not reached its full warm, so it was fresh and there was mist on the river.
The route followed the dyke which outside of built up areas could not be walked on. It was a lovely day and we soon warmed up enough to take jackets off.
We passed through vineyards now and it reminded us of our time on the other Caminos.
Then a bank full of poppies reminded us of the Camino Franc`es.
Will we be going to Fatima we keep asking but never get a positive reply, only wait and see!
Along the verges one could detect what crops the farmer had planted on his fields in previous years.
The path was straight and easy to follow and lovely to walk in the sunshine.
Towards the end we came across this column which recorded the various times and degrees of high water!
To get to Santarem the last two kilometres are up a steep hill, the only real hill on the Way so far.
The inside was decorated and dedicated to Bull Fighting and Football as you can see from the photos.
Our humans, not able to read and understand Portugues ordered a meal of king prawns with rice.
Suitably fortified we attacked the hill into Santarem. The hostel called N1 was soon found and is a very new and modern place.
The views across town are fine too.
Then our humans went off in search of the post office where Rianne posted some items not required, to lighten her pack.