Although a large city, I enjoyed my time in Logrono. Last night, the pedestrian street had a huge amount of locals and their children out and about for dinner and drinks. Heaps of out door dining and drinking venues. No one was inside on this very balmy night. The usual couple of beers, and then pizza and wine for dinner. Before then,someone yelled my name as I was walking with out my brace, I turned to see who it was and twisted my knee and got a terrible stab.I sat straight down in a bar and drank some medicine.I then thought I might have to have my pack sent on to the next town,and walk with out it.I limped back to the hotel and enjoyed my sleep. This morning my knee seemed ok,but I still didn’t want to carry it, so Alistair tried to organise transport for mine and Jeff’s bag. We didn’t hear back, so I decided I had no choice. Half hour after we left, the company replied to Alistair’s request, but I wasn’t walking back that far. The morning was much cooler and not a blue sky in sight. Dark clouds,stuck with us all the way. It warmed up a bit, but the ground didn’t bake like it had the last few days. Mostly flat and natural paths were a great relief. Leaving Logrono wasn’t much fun having to navigate the city traffic and concrete paths. Also a bridge was closed and then getting lost didn’t improve things at that time of the morning. But once out of town it was nice to walk amongst the grape vines again. A couple of sections walking with the motor way nearby wasn’t doing it for me either. At around 11.30 the skies opened up, and the rain falling down was comforting. We found an old shed so I could remove my poncho from my pack. The rain didn’t last long, but there were a couple of minor showers later in the day. When we arrived at Najera, Alistair peeled off to find his hostal,while Jeff and I looked for accommodation on the phone sitting on a park bench. Jeff received a call from Alistair  to tell him there were vacant rooms where he was staying. By now my body is aching all over and found it difficult to start walking back towards the hostal.I had trudged about 300 metres when I realised I had left my phone on the park bench. Adrenalin took over, and I managed to run back and thankfully my phone was still there. I was happy to check in and after a wonderfully hot shower was able to recuperate lying on my bed. I forgot to mention, after I put my poncho on, I was so excited to be walking through the rain, I walked about one hundred metres and realised I left my poles behind. So I was a bit clumsy today,.maybe a bit knackered also. I was proud of my efforts today, considering I didn’t think I could make it this morning, but I achieved thirty kilometres today. I’ll be walking around twenty now for a few days as the towns line up to do that.