More perfect weather. Enjoyed walking mostly by myself, but meeting others periodically. One meets all sorts of people on the Camino. Below you see a 22-year-old Dutch fellow on the left (remember this image for my next day’s post), a young Sardinian with the flag, and an Italian celebrating a birthday. In Zubiri my friends…
My camino friends are calling me “Scoutmaster” because I am so well prepared for this journey and I keep whipping solutions out of my backpack – safety pins, stuff bags, blister treatment, spare gloves, etc. Mom would be proud! My companions had shipped (in my pack liners) 100 kg or so of face creams and…
Up this morning, breakfast with the others, and onto the road. I was feeling quite pleased with myself, being so well organized and mentally together. I walked the 8 km to Orisson in 2.5 hours by 11:00 a.m. and had a snack with my nice friends who then left for the remaining 18 km of…
(I’m having some frustration with WiFi and have removed some photos. ) The travel by sitting is over – tedious flight from Toronto to Paris, bus from CDG to Orly airport, flight to Biarritz/Bayonne, where I had a cheap room (€35 without private bath at the Hotel Monte Carlo) near the train station. This morning…
On a dark overcast day, I set off to walk just 12 km to Sahugun. There, after coffee and bocadillos I said goodbye to some friends and others saw me to the train station, where I bought a ticket to Barcelona. In Barcelona I would decide how to get to Prague.. from there I still…
In Carrion de Los Condes, I got a message that my father-in-law had died, one month short of his 98th birthday. (He hadn’t been the same since he fell out of a tree he was pruning at 94.) I decided that my place is with the family now – the permanent one, not the ephemeral…
The walk from Carrion de Los Condes to Terradillos de Templarios is a long one. The first 17 km are without villages, food or water supply, following an excellent wide path through fields and gentle hills. No people except the occasional farmer or pilgrim in the distance. The day was glorious – bright and brisk.…
One of the Canadian Clan likened the stream of pilgrims to a slinky toy – that coil of metal wire that can “walk” across the floor and even go down stairs as it expands and contracts. In the morning people head out the door singly, in pairs or groups, some having had breakfast and others…
Seeing Clarely 