El Cuervo de Sevilla to Las Cabezas de San Juan

Note: my photos won’t load so I’ve posted some on Facebook. 

Most of the 28km were blissful, flat, no brainer stuff, bookended by the first 4.5 km beside a road and at times on the left side facing traffic and the traffic was 18 wheelers, and by the last 5km which were through clay and dogs and mud. 

And while I was awake from 2-4, with Doug’s persistence, I downloaded maps.me (still prefer pocketearth for detail and flexibility) and downloaded the camino maps from the website. Three times today, those maps saved my bacon as the arrows are sparse, to put it kindly. The first photo is of the first 4km taken at about 9:30. Sun is rising here around 8:35. 

Lots of crops growing and lots of activities in all of the fields. 

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I stopped in Lebrija at 11 for a second cup of coffee and ‘something’. I could not eat all the churros but it was fun trying and there were no other stops ahead until dinner.....later. 

I walked along farm roads and beside a canal  many kms. 

And then hit the mud. So much clay mud. 

My pants were a mess and then to top it off, I was 3km from town and was passing a farm with guard dogs. At least 10 dogs, 2 off leash barking and 8 more chained up jumping around trying to get off leash so they could bite off my leg.......the right one please as my knee hurts a bit. I signaled to a guy in a tractor and he jumped out saying the dogs were not his but he phoned someone. About 3 minutes later......and I had not moved one inch.....the owner came to hold one dog back. He let the other one, an old yellow lab, pace me at 5ft away, barking the whole time, for the 100 metre length of the barns. Very unsettling as by now I was carrying 2 lbs of clay mud on each boot so couldn’t move quickly if I tried. I finally arrived in town,  found the hostal, great room for 15€ and started the washing up process. 

I washed my pants in the sink and got most of the mud off my boots in the toilet using the brush. Then cleaned up the bathroom, had a shower, then a short rest and went in search of food. Of course, with my pants being wet, I had to wear my rain pants to dinner. This was all I could find in this town without walking miles. Sports bar, 10 guys and me. 
Tomorrow is 30 with nothing in between. I have my apple and will buy some cheese at the place I’m going for breakfast......across the street. 

Now 7:49am Friday, about to have my eggs and coffee. 3C out there so I’m bundled up.