June 23rd/85th day: Cirauqui - Los Argos

As it is supposed to be 34 degrees, the madness begins: at 6 o'clock half of us are ready to leave. The bats are still flying.

Once again, countless bridges have to be crossed.

Estella has more to offer than I thought, it takes a while until I can get out of this historically significant city in the Middle Ages.