Day 2: May 10, 2016 Roncesvalles to Larrasoaña (stats and photos no text)

 Larrasoaña, Spain


May 10, 2016
Larrasoaña
Pension Tau
19.16 Miles, 44700 steps, 91 flights, 7:33hr

Breakfast


Stride of Roland (stone measures the length of Rolands stride)








 

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