Go to Paco’s for breakfast of two fried eggs very drenched in olive oil. Walk to Escalona where we are told there is a supermarket but it’s shut and the information office has no information except about the national park, not even a map. We go for beers on the terrace of the hotel opposite. Walk up to another little village called Las Punas and have another beer in a little bar. Walk back, swim in the river (sit really), call in on Paco and talk to his nephew who had just done the three refuge circuit. Decide to try to find a low-level alternative. Back to the camp-site for dinner and bed.
