We have walked out of the grapes and olives land and into wheat and sunflower country. The sun is hot but the nights are cold. This day was beautiful and we walked through about six little pueblos. These are places you would never see from the main road. We watched an old German Shepard lazily walk into the square with a cat and climb up for a drink from the town fountain. 
We stayed in a parish of another very old church (circa 1400). It was Sunday and everything was closed so Arwyn and I had to dig deep for leftover food in our packs.
Day 12 Belorado- Agés 27 km
Today we ascended further into a more plain-like country. We got to the point where everyone was goin to stop and mustered together a little more to continue to Agés. 
We had a beautiful walk into town. We splurged and had a nice dinner and walked around town. 
We hung around the yard of the church for an hour laying in the shade. You might notice big nests on these church towers. They are stork nests. They fly to Africa to mate then return to the same nest every year. Some people saw some today and said they appeared like teridactiles.
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