Another relatively tough twenty five kilometers. I lost the track completely at the outskirts of Solsona but a kind man hit the brakes of his car, rushed out of it, and came to my assistance explaining that the path had been cut off (está roto) but he explained how to take an alternative route through the corn fields, ending up in the center of Solsona. I never stop to be surprised of the kindness that complete strangers show to a gentleman in his prime wearing trekking boots, yellow stockings, and a heavy backpack 🙂