Day 8 Castellaneta to Matera

Distance 23.4 miles

Elevation gain 1,194 ft

The website said the Cathedral in Castellaneta was open from 8.00am. Just after 8.00am we went in search of another stamp for our Credenziale.

This was not the place to take the fully loaded bikes.

We arrived at the Cathedral and it was closed. It did not look promising. Eventually just after 9.00 am the Cathedral opened and we were able to go inside. But no stamp this morning.

The cycle trip today reminded us of our journey across the Spanish Meseta. Mile after mile of dry, parched farmland. And flies. No talking, laughing or singing.

We climbed and we climbed toward Matera and arrived ahead of schedule, before our room was ready. All this training has paid off.

Carefully curated nutrition for the elite elderly athlete post exercise
Water to rehydrate
Chips for salt replacement
Alcohol for muscle relaxation

We wanted the complete pilgrim experience and are staying in a cave within a stone house.

Our cave for the night.
Even caves have showers. And air conditioning. But no washing machine.

We discuss how ancient pilgrims found their way without all the modern technology. Did they use the sun and stars to guide themselves? Nothing so impractical or romantic. Apparently they all had local guides. We are considering offering our services to future pilgrims. It could be a whole new career.

Matera is the third oldest city in the world and hence has a long and diverse history. There are over 150 churches. Even Alison and Alison don’t have time to visit them all. But we will have a go tomorrow.

Our first stop was the Cathedral where we got another stamp for our Credenziale. Happy Days.

Dinner on a terrace overlooking the old city and a plan in place for the next few days.

Hoping for a night without cramp.

Good night.

One response to “Day 8 Castellaneta to Matera”

  1. malcolmchoat8206f59a7e avatar
    malcolmchoat8206f59a7e

    Great to see you creeping ever northwards. Just waiting for some electrifying mileage figures.

    As to the guides the ancients used to get to Brindisi without getting lost in industrial estates or taking a turning onto the motorway, just hope that Kevin isn’t a descendant of any of them. There’d have been a significant number of pilgrims “lost in transit” or just plain “given up all hope” if he is.

    Duolingo seems to be improving as the Quartermaster is now actually getting crisps, when that was what she wanted, and not chips.

    Looking forward to the next update.

    Love & best wishes,

    Malcolm & Evelyn

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