Today was an excellent day. The skies were blue and we were rested after the night at Albergue Cañaveral, which was a better experience than the 4 star hotel. The walking was almost entirely on dirt paths or roads through light forest and farms. We took the “new” route at the double gate at “Cuatro…
Again we only walked the last 12 km, from the Embalse de Alcántara to Cañaveral. I think we’re now finished with the motorized transport and will be able to walk the remaining 700 km or so. The absence of accommodation at the Embalse is a bit of a problem. (I emailed the fishing lodge, Pesca…
Last week I wrapped up my contribution to the fall garden cleanup at home, backed up my computer, packed two completely separate bags and wardrobes, and flew to Toronto. Mississauga, actually. Even more actually, a hotel situated on a virtual island in the middle of the freeways and light industrial zones of the Mississauga-Toronto boundary.…
Since I last wrote, in spite of my stress-fractured foot, I have had a very pleasant summer. Sure there was a slight worry (understatement alert) because the bone scan FOR MY FOOT revealed an oddity on one of my RIBS. (“Oddity” is a euphemism for abnormality.) As a former breast cancer patient, there was good…
Remember, I said I had a sore foot? I now officially have a metatarsal-stress-fractured foot. In December I pulled an old pair of heavy stiff hiking boots out of a cupboard and decided to “wear them out” through the winter. Instead I wore out my foot by marching around mostly on concrete sidewalks for 50-70…
The important news is that I have a sore foot. If you ask “why,” then you clearly did not read my last few posts in which I described my goal to walk 50 km/week in 2015 and my clomping around on hard sidewalks in old clunky hiking boots that I’ve now donated to the thrift…
I signed up for over-55 yoga at a recreation centre 6 km away, planning to get up at 6:30 on Thursdays and walk there for an 8 a.m. class. Today was the first class. This week my sister-in-law came to visit from 500 km away. She is close to my age and has decided she…
I’ve been thinking about posting, but decided “No one is interested in what little I have to say.” Then I say “Well, they don’t have to read.” So I will ramble on a little, mainly to say hello and Happy New Year. My blog address isn’t called “trite tales” for nothing. I am happily looking…
Seeing Clarely 