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September 22 Roncesvalles to Zubiri

By Miles for Makena

We continue to be blessed with Good weather and pleasant traveling conditions.

We had another day of substantial uphill climbs, although certainly not as steep as the first couple of days! The trails were a mixture of country roads, Narrow foot paths and paved Walking paths

Once again, we played leapfrog with several of the people that we met previously on the way and had the opportunity to exchange some experiences, as well as meet some new folks that were from all over the world.

The day ended as we all met at albergue Suseia in Zubiri with quite the mix of participants for dinner.

Our friend from Indiana was traveling alone on a mental and physical recovery path from multiple health Issues which left her bed written for months and resulted in multiple life stresses and let her to the path of the Camino

also, in the picture are two Belgium gentlemen who on a whim decided they wanted to go for a hike hit the spot and booked a flight!

One gentleman who is going to be a priest and changed his mind and based on his behavior, we can certainly see why! A lovely couple from Brazil and two very nice ladies from the Philippines. Although I’m ashamed to say, I don’t remember all the names in this particular group. It was a wonderful lively evening and then we retired to our room where Brenda got to sleep with myself and three other gentlemen!

 

On the Camino (Finally)

By Miles for Makena

After months of anticipation and days of travel, finally step foot of the Camino, Thursday, September 18, hallelujah!

After months of anticipation and days of travel, finally step foot of the Camino, Thursday, September 18, hallelujah!

As many of you now, we did the last hundred miles or so the Camino several years ago and it was truly a joy and physically taxing. Truth be told it was nothing compared to the first two days in France.

As many of you know, we did the last hundred miles or so the Camino several years ago and it was truly a joy and physically taxing. Truth be told it was nothing compared to the first two days in France.

The average gradient of the ascent on day one Is around 8% with some areas achieving between 10 and 11%. There are almost no spots and no downhill portion during  that ascent.

as hard as it was, it’s  Impossible describe the feeling of exhilaration having conquered the mountain.

The views, as you will see in the photographs are breathtaking with magnificent views and awe inspiring vistas! and  as has seemed to become the norm we met some  wonderful people.

Before I post the pictures and the stories, a little bit about what we decided to do these first two days.

there are actually two primary paths leaving Saint Jean Pied de Port.

Both are extremely challenging, but the toughest by far is the first day on the Napoleon Route, which is the one I describe above.

The second is the Val Carlos route, which by all accounts on the second day is equally as hard as the Napoleon Route second day but a completely different kind of trail.

On the Napoleon route, day one,   we saw beautiful vistas  and full views of the mountain ranges.

On the Val Carlos route, although  unfortunately there was some walking along the highway which was a bit challenging with no shoulder and traffic zooming by at 50 miles an hour, overall it was probably more our kind of trek.

We prefer dirt paths in the forest as opposed to paved paths in the open vista. Both are beautiful, but we seem to  feel closer to nature when on a path alongside a rolling river deep in the forest.

So we opted for the Napoleon route the first day and the Val Carlos route the second.

Day 1- St Jean Pied de Port to Borda

After an early breakfast and receiving our pilgrim stamps, we were ready to set foot on the trail.

As you can see from the graphic above, there ain’t no messing around or getting used to it step foot on the trail and you’re on your way up.

 

As you start the Camino, no matter what time of the morning, you’ll end up initially gravitating towards people with the same pace. Of course, that only starts the day!

As the day progresses, some members of the group will accelerate the pace, some will slow down, and of course, some will simply stop periodically for a break either for a snack, a breather or simply to take some photos of the views and their fellow pilgrims.

this results in a sort of hopscotch effect, you’ll travel with a group for a little while and then they’ll be a split for some period of time and then you take a break and the people you were traveling with overtake you again! In this process, you often become a member of several group groups so even though you may not be traveling with the 30 or 40 people that you meet a day you will meet them and there will be some memories.

 

In this process, you often become a member of several group groups so even though you may not be traveling with the 30 or 40 people that you meet a day you will meet them and there will be some memories.

Today there was a very small group, two sisters :-), Linda and River and it seemed as though every few miles we’d be stopped and they’d come to join us or they’d be stopped and we stopped to talk to them.

The sisters are from the great Northwest and decided to attack the trail together. As in all groups, one was a little stronger hiker than the other, and so that was the pace that they kept. This is a common thread with groups on the Camino doesn’t take long to get the pace that meets everybody in that particular group and that’s the pace they maintain.

“True Sisters On The Way”

On day 2, we saw them several times again each time interested in our welfare and wishing us a “Buen Camino” and the last time we saw them on day two they were in the company of Robert, former Austin TX resident Who had some health problems and the girls adopted him as they’re Camino partners and adjusted their pace to make sure that he stayed OK! Such is the way of the Camino.

SOME PHOTOS OF DAY 1

Wild horses along the Camino

At the end of our first day, on the way to Val Carlos, we ran into a marvelous Australian couple, Linda and Dan. They were on holiday from Australia, where they work with their family to manage a large dairy farm. We enjoyed our conversation and said our farewell’s not realizing, this being the Camino we would meet again 🙂

Dan and Linda

Day 2- Val Carlos

Our second day of crossing the Pyrenees begins.

First thing in the morning, we’re up for our coffee and notice a lady traveling alone and heading out the door.

Although some Americans find this frightening, it’s not at all unusual on the Camino to see ladies enjoying the Camino on their own private journey, we thought this lady was no exception.

A little over an hour later, as we begin to leave, we noticed the same lady wandering looking at her phone, looking up at the street signs and then repeating the process; seemingly confused.

Brenda approached her and introduced herself to Eva; Brenda found that our observations were correct.

it’s commonly said that the Camino is well marked and we guess that’s true if you know exactly where to look 🙂 sometimes even in a small town, an arrow might not point exactly to where you want to go or there may be a few blocks with nothing and you just think you’re on the right path such was the situation with Eva.

she started the morning, bright and early and headed from the patio of the Albergue to the sign across the street that pointed the way.

A few blocks up the street she ran into a gentleman and asked if she was on the right path. He said “yes of course 500 m you’ll see a group of dumpsters and there you’ll turn to the left.

Several models later, she was both lost and confused. When she asked Brenda, we decided that we were ready to leave so perhaps we could all walk together.

Emma was extremely grateful and appreciative of our gesture.

As a Spanish native Eva Decided that having never attempted the Camino that was the time and she would take two weeks to do the first portion of the Camino. She had never hiked or had to worry about a map and the experience was daunting.

we walked with her for 3 miles to the turn (not the 500 m she was told) and we walked together an additional three or 4 miles. We stopped for a coffee. She thanked us with great appreciation and she continued on her journey. We didn’t see her the balance of the day and hope that she finds the Camino she was praying for.

Eva

Pamela Ella and Richard were another couple we met as we walked strangely enough there from Austin! The Camino works in mysterious ways 🙂

 

Pamela Ella and Richard were another couple we met as we walked strangely enough there from Austin! The Camino works in mysterious ways 🙂

Richard has been 26 years in the education department of the state of Texas and they decided to take this journey, husband and wife sort of together.

 

Richard has been 26 years in the education department of the state of Texas and they decided to take this journey, husband and wife sort of together.

The journey has been a dream of Pamela’s for many years, but unfortunately, Richard could only accompany her for his break from work, which would total only 14 days! Pam said she would not let that deter her and she fully intended to complete the Camino on her own. They were a fun couple who were wonderful company. We exchanged contact information and promised to stay in touch.

. They were a fun couple who were wonderful company. We exchanged contact information and promised to stay in touch.

Those of you who followed our last Camino may remember what Brenda described as a horrifying picture of my blister acquired in the first couple of days. Blisters are quite common on the Camino. Some people are prepared and some or not, my last Camino I was one of the latter totally unprepared.

As we walked, we passed a young Korean couple, always polite and always wishing us Buen Camino and Brenda twice mentioned to me that the young man was wearing no socks. Although unusual that’s not unheard of on the Camino many people were hiking sandals we even saw one young man in flip-flops. It’s fair to assume that people just know what works for them and there’s a saying. “It’s your Camino”, meaning do your Camino your way 🙂

As the day were on the same couple would get ahead of us and then perhaps 45 minutes or an hour later we Would  see them taking a break, again, “it’s your Camino“. We really didn’t think too much of it until finally just before the final steep uphill climb we saw them sitting alongside the trail and he had his shoe off only 1 foot. I asked “blister?“ he said I’m OK his wife said“Blister“.

I got out my baggie which now contains every size and shape of a blister pack you can possibly imagine I offered. He said “I’m OK. “ Brenda said quietly to me “just like a man:-) he’s not OK”  .
I asked to see it, and there was no question he had aBLISTER!
I reached into the bag and pulled out the appropriate size blister pack, and handed it to the Mrs and she began to apply it as we watched after she had placed it over the blister and pressed it on firmly his eyes opened up he looked up at us and smiled and he said  “you’ve cured me.” He thanked us profusely, began to put his shoe back on, and we said our goodbyes.

He thanked us profusely, began to put his shoe back on, and we said our goodbyes.

Had it not been for the nice gentleman in the bottom right of this picture we would’ve gone several miles out of our way along a goat path to the top of the mountain! He saw is start to make the wrong turn and asked us “Camino?“ with a smile on his face, he just pointed (in another direction) and said Camino.

Of course you would think just another chance meeting on the Camino As happens on the Camino Circumstance brought us back together at the hostel that evening, whereas we entered the bump ground we were met by a handsome young Korean man who looked at me with a big smile on my face and said “it’s my American angel”! Just another day on the Camino with our friends.

By Miles for Makena

There are no strangers on the Camino and everyone on the Camino has a story to tell.

Last night as we prepared for our last day in Saint Jean Pied De Port, and  made some final preparations to depart on Thursday, we sorted through our backpacks ensuring that we weren’t carrying anything we didn’t need and the items we were carrying we’re in proper order for the trip ahead.

With those preparations behind us, we took another stroll through the beautiful streets of Saint Jean Pied De Port and then on to the transport to check some luggage forward .

while in line at the transport office, we struck up a conversation with Maura, a wonderful Australian traveler who was inspired by a dream years ago from which she awoke and drew a sketch of herself; Years later, seeing a photo from the Camino, she realized that her dream, unbeknownst to her, was an exact representation of her entrée to the Camino; In her case, more than any other that we have met, the Camino was truly the fulfillment of a dream.

Maura shared with us some of the trials and tribulations she had dealt with during her first days on the Camino; an amazing story of accepting the things that happen and simply moving forward.

it seems that in getting to the Camino, her luggage was lost and she got to the hostel with literally nothing but the shirt on her back and a small travel bag with a few personal items in it!

In true Camino spirit, she refused to be deterred by her circumstances, bought a bandanna and some trekking poles, put a smile on her face and headed for the 17 mile hike up and down the Pyrenees from Saint Jean Pied De Port to Roncesvalles; 16 miles 11 or more of which is straight uphill (and when I say straight uphill, I mean straight uphill, the road is so steep that it seems as though as you’re walking up, your nose is gonna scrape the road in front of you).

She finished the toughest portion of the Camino, with a smile in her face and an attitude that said “if I could do that I can do anything ”!

in the true spirit of the Camino, she took to heart a popular saying “the Camino will provide“; According to Maura, the Camino gave her a feeling of exhilaration and success that simply buried, gone and forgotten the frustration of her days of travel, lost luggage and more.

we made a friend and equally important were inspired by her fortitude and commitment and her pride for having done without the luxuries she had packed and “trekking on“ in the spirit of the Camino.

Our new friend Maura

Buen Camino

 

 

Goodbye to Spain (for now :-)

By Miles for Makena

There’s no question that the Camino is a unique experience, there’s a sort of magic to just getting there.

There’s no question that the Camino is unique experience, there’s a sort of magic to just getting there.

Our last night in Spain before catching the bus to St. Jean Pied de Port we found a nice place to have a quiet dinner, or so we thought 🙂

Having finished dinner and quietly having a glass of red wine together, we saw a couple we spoke English, with a British accent, dancing in the aisle and having a little fun. It wasn’t long before they shared our table and we talked about life in the British isles and their desire to see more of America.  Minutes led to hours and strangers became friends and that’s kind of how it works on your way to the Camino.

As the evening ended we said goodbye to our new friends, Ian and Carrie with hugs and kisses and knowing that we certainly will meet again.

With an early morning, wake up and packing our backpacks, short cab ride to the bus station, and we boarded the bus for an hour and a half trip towards our launching point in France.

One thing we’ve learned about the Camino is it every part of the process is an adventure and brings the unexpected. For now we say goodbye to Spain and the stop that was too short and our newfound friends.

Buen Camino

 

We Made It to Spain!

By Miles for Makena

After months of preparation, once again, searching for the right equipment and the perfect clothing to cover all possible eventualities; we packed our backpacks, verified our travel arrangements, the weather and the Current status of welcome for American tourist in Spain.

As you may have read over the past several months, there has been some unrest in Spain, primarily focused on American tourist and the desires of some of the Spanish nationals for Americans to just stay home.

The Camino, however, is a little different than the rest of Spain. It’s never appeared to be highly political, and in fact there have been many posts on popular Camino websites, indicating that the hostels and innkeepers are trying to make it clear that Americans are welcome. To enjoy their  pilgrimage.

Wednesday and Thursday  we packed our backpacks, bought a couple of secondhand suitcases to put our full backpacks in so that we could include our tracking poles, etc., with our  packed luggage.

We said, farewell to our families and friends and headed to the airport first thing Friday morning. Flew from Austin to Dallas with a short layover and then an overnight flight from Dulles to Madrid.

We said, farewell to our families and friends and headed to the airport first thing Friday morning. Flew from Austin to Dallas with a short layover and then an overnight flight from Dulles to Madrid.

From Madrid Airport we took a bus to the Atocha train station where we currently sit for  five  hours waiting on our train to take us to Pamplona where we will spend two nights before heading directly to St. Jean Pied de Port where we will spend three nights before taking our first steps on the Camino.

Looks like we’ll have nice weather for the first couple of days and we look forward to getting the Pyrenees behind us and enjoying the welcoming countryside and the warm and gracious folks that  Camino such a warm and wonderful experience.

 

Buen Camino

Day 8

By Makena Blog

It’s hard to say how we felt about today and about our time on the Camino in general.

It’s impossible to deny there is a “feel” to the travel and travelers along The Way of Saint James. There is a sense of wonder and oneness among the travelers and a sense of history and divine faith in the many towns and villages along the way.

The Spanish countryside is remarkable and the path wanders through a beautiful land which begs to remain as it has been for centuries.

It’s hard to miss the significance of the tremendous number of “coincidental” meeting and conversations along the way. For these things all one can really say is “It was meant to be”.

How do you explain that of the hundreds of thousands of travelers along the way, few though our conversations may have been,  an almost unrealistic portion of those we spoke with had a unique connection to Kenyan outreach? For these things all one can really say is “It was meant to be”.

On a very personal note it would be very hard for me not to say that I took our welcome to the final miles to Santiago as an omen for good.

Today as we began our final miles we did so under, as though entering Santiago through, the most magnificent full, beautiful and perfectly placed rainbow I have ever encountered. What a way to start our day!

Today was scheduled to be a short walk so as to put us into Santiago ahead of the rain and, hopefully, ahead of the crowd.

As we closed in on Santiago the pilgrimage seemed more real. From hotels, hostels and albergues pilgrims funneled into the final path to the Cathedral which was our unifying goal.

 

As we passed along one of the final paths I couldn’t help but think about the path itself. Worn deep by the millions of pilgrims who have left their mark in the soil and taken away a bit of “The Way” on their soles, wearing the path so deep that in many places the path is well below the surrounding forest. It’s easy to believe that these pilgrims carried away a part of “The Way” on their soles and an everlasting memory of “The Way” on their Souls.

When we arrived in the city limits of Santiago the way was not always marked as clearly on the city streets as it had been in the countryside and indications of distance to our goal was no longer placed on markers along the way. Our eyes continuously swept the horizon searching for the spires of the Cathedral and our first site of it was cause for joy.

Diagonally up and to the right of orange backpack was our first glimpse of the Cathedral, barely one kilometer away.

I wish I had a name and a photo of the lady in Santiago who saw us looking for a marker, a sign post. She saw our backpacks and trekking poles, the ever visible sea shell hanging from our packs, she pointed the way and said “only a kilometer now, Buen Camino”.

The streets were full and the rain had come, dampening the clothes of the incoming pilgrims but certainly not their spirits.

As we made entry into the halls where pilgrims and their pilgrimage were recorded we met others we had known along the trail and waited patiently for our turn to obtain or pilgrims certification.

The Camino brought us far more than we expected and we leave it with far more than you can imagine.

Buen Camino

 

Day 7

By Makena Blog

With rain forecast for Sunday we decided to make every effort to arrive in Santiago early Saturday to avoid hiking in cold temperatures and pouring rain.

We figured that, given the profile of this portion of the trip, we could make it from Ribadiso to Amenal and be in our lodging by 5 or so and still maintain a reasonable pace; so off we went.

Turned out this was one of our favorite days on our journey.

Filled with the realization that we were just a day away from Santiago our spirits were high and our legs now accustomed to the long days and terrain; there was no doubt we were ready for the final days of our trek.

Along a pleasant country path early in the day we were both startled by the sound of  galloping hooves and then to our right, above us on the path a magnificent white stallion came to a  sudden stop and looked at us as though WE were a sight to see!

We stopped to take a photo and he stood with patience until we were done, looked at us once more, obviously had seen enough of us; whinnied and galloped away.

One of the more peculiar sights of the morning was what we dubbed “mushroom alley”.

We turned a corner and saw that every stump for yards was covered with mushrooms. As if they were cultivated they started on one stump and flourished for 20 or so yards and just as suddenly as they started, they stopped.

No matter how pretty they were and how hard I tried I couldn’t get Brenda to try any.

Our biggest surprise of the day, and perhaps the trip, was when we stopped for lunch in an extremely small (3 tables) cafe in a village of only a half dozen buildings.

While eating our dried ham sandwich we struck up a conversation in broken English with Jose.

There was no apparent difference between Jose and other travelers with the exception that he seemed to be running the small cafe. When the owner came in we found that Jose was simply a “good friend” who was watching the till while the owner performed some chores.

Just as we were saying our goodbyes, Norman came through the door and saw Jose. Norman gave Jose a huge hug and a warm greeting and then said to us, “I see you’ve met a true legend!”

Ken and Jose

I guess it was obvious from our response we had no idea what he was talking about, so he got out his phone, pulled up a website and explained.

“My friend Jose is a living legend among pilgrims…as a sailor he was the sole survivor of a capsized ship in the seas off Norway. While praying for rescue in freezing waters he made a vow to the Virgin del Carmel ( patron saint of sailors) that he would make a pilgrimage to all the holy sites in the world if she saved his life.”

“ My friend Jose has traveled over 100,000 kilometers to keep his vow.”

It’s an amazing story of survival, resolve and faith.  (Read the entire amazing story here https://www.odditycentral.com/news/the-pilgrim-man-spends-eleven-years-walking-107000-kilometers-in-the-name-of-faith.html#more-54830)

After hearing the story of Jose and his personal pilgrimage we left the cafe amazed and in awe and headed towards Amenal and our final night on the Camino.

Just before Amenal we made one last stop for water and a snack.

As we finished our water Brenda chatted with a man, Kennedy (Ken) Asaba leading a group of Pilgrims with whom we had leap frogged several times along the trail. When she asked about the group we were surprised to hear he was a minister from Kenya. He explained that over the last 3  years he has built his church in western Kenya and works to raise funds to help educate the local youth.

Brenda and Ken establish an immediate bond and are already in communications, hoping to develop synergies for the future.

This was truly a wonderful day on the Camino full of the sights and spirit that makes the Camino unique.

Buen Camino

 

Day 6

By Makena Blog

Awake and alert as had been our norm, I prepared to meet the day.

Leaving Leboreiro at full sunrise we were off for Ribadiso. As the graphics below show, my brilliant planning (or perhaps fortuitous circumstance) allows us to start the day with a relatively easy walk for a change.

The walk from Leboreiro to Boente was the most consistent level stretch we had encountered followed by several kilometers of steep incline to end the day.

At our first stop of the day we had the opportunity to lunch with Norman (picture below) from Denmark.

Conversation, as always, lead towards the trail and the inevitable question “where did you start?”

Norman’s response was “France, this time”, begging the question “how many times have you traveled the Camino?” ELEVEN!!! 3 of which were the ENTIRE French route.

His wife having passed away Norman has found a kind of spiritual solace and family among the frequent travelers along the trail.

Norman spoke fondly of his many trips and people like “Tom from Texas” who are on the trail, traveling with no funds, camping and foraging for apples and pears along the path; the “Family Camino”.

Although it’s hard to tell in the photo below, as we get closer to the large cities the mix of the ancient and modern becomes apparent.

Here the Camino is sandwiched between an ultra modern manufacturing facility and a freeway!

One of the more charming chapels on our trip was outside Melide. Ancient stone on the exterior and a beautifully maintained interior.

Something no amount of reading or watching of video had prepared us for was the wide range of music we would hear along the Camino.

Pilgrims passing us with earphones loud enough that we could hear native music from many nations as well as contemporary rock and roll. None loud enough to be heard from more than a foot or so away or in any way annoying, just an interesting mix.

Having said this, we were more than a little surprised as we crested a hill and heard someone playing bagpipe music in the distance.

As we rounded a bend and prepared to cross a small stream we were face to face with the source of the sounds!!!

Aileen is traveling the Camino and earning some extra money by camping along the trail and playing bagpipes for pilgrims along the way!!

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Another interesting day filled with surprises on the Camino!

Buen Camino

Day 5

By Makena Blog

Today we started out for what was planned to be a relatively light day, traveling from Eirexe to Leboreiro, a distance of only about 12 miles by the grid; the guide is typically off by about 2 miles.
Our breakfast has become a routine of 2 pieces of toast and jam each, coffee for me and Coke Zero for Brenda, today was no different.
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We began our uphill climb from Eirexe around 9:20 with a temperature of 45 f and both wearing 3 layers with a light undershirt, a long sleeve T shirt and a Polartec outer layer.
Between the walking and the absolutely perfect weather it typically is warm enough by 11 or so to lose the polartec and the next layer by noon. For me the lower half of the pants legs goes about the same time and I am down to T shirt, shorts and back pack.
Along the way we were excited to finally find a village with no cow poop on main street and some salve for the one malady for which we were unprepared.
We packed Aleve for back pain, Excedrin for headache, foot patches for blisters, sun block and more but on day 5 I was struck with something new; a rash in the nether region! Although explaining the exact problem to the lady at the pharmacy who spoke no English and seemed to enjoy making me repeat my gestures was a bit of a challenge, ultimately I was given some Desitin like ointment which has done the trick!
As we left the pharmacy in Palas do Rey we saw a sandwich shop across the street and decided to stop for lunch.
Seated next to us was an American and as we chatted we asked the most common questions heard on the Camino”where did you start?” and “when did you start?”
Tuckers answer was “I started in France”. Now typically when we have asked the second question “when did you start” we hear “September the ___th” or in one case it was August. We were rather surprised when Tucker responded “5 years ago…!”
Tucker is a poet and editor from Asheville, NC and is a self described “heavy man” and as such he travels about 8 miles a day and tries to be done each day by noon or one o’clock.
Given time allotted he decided to travel the Camino in sections when he was free each year and we were lucky enough to meet this charming gentleman on the year he would finally realize his goal!
It was another of those chance meetings and after finishing lunch and saying our goodbyes we realized that given the difference in pace the odds were overwhelming this was one new friend we would not see again along the Camino.
In contrast to Tucker there was Jennifer and Duane. Duane is a doctor with a practice in Portland and Jennifer has many international treks in the several hundred mile category.
Duane, having been kept away from Jennifer’s travels by his practice (and perhaps, truth be known, a lesser desire to walk places that one could reach by motor transportation) was accompanying Jennifer for the first time.
Jennifer and Duane agreed to do the last 100 km of the Camino and although they walked faster than we do they also seemed to take more breaks (at Duane’s request I’m sure) so we ran into each other several times today.
They were easy to spot, Jennifer had the only “self supporting” umbrella contraption we have seen on the trail so she could be seen from quite a distance and got A LOT of peculiar sideways looks.
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The last time we saw Jennifer and Duane yesterday we asked where they were headed “ we are going to try to get to Leboreiro then catch a cab to Casanova”. “BUT YOU’VE PASSED CASANOVA SEVERAL KM BACK””
“Oh, we know that. Our bags are in Casanova but we had some extra time today so we figured we’d get in some more hiking, take a cab BACK to our lodging and then get a cab in the morning to bring us back to where we left off. GIVES US A HEAD START ON TOMORROW WITHOUT CHEATING THE TRAIL”!!! Only on the Camino!!
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Buen Camino

Day 4

By Makena Blog

Day 4 began with what we planned to be an “easy” day, starting at full daylight around 9am.

We had coffee, toast and conversation with the other pilgrims and figured we would take a few minutes to catch up the blog from the previous 2 days. An hour and a half later (and an hour and a half behind schedule) we were finally on our way.

As has become the norm the day greeted us with a nearly vertical climb from Portomarín to Veritas de Naron, 7 miles of almost exclusively uphill climb! (See portion below starting with Portomarín)

Notwithstanding the demands of the climb it was filled, again, with wonderful people and villages that seem straight out of the 1st century.

In addition we found periodic shade from the trees of an ancient forest and wondered what happened to these woods stripped of life by fire; we guessed and made up stories to fill the time as we walked but never found an answer.

We tried several times to find a way to put perspective into the photo above but you simply can’t see the steepness nor the length of this path.

Imagine going through hundred of yards of irregular stone and add to it an incline of 40 or 50 degrees; adventure? Yes. Fun? Nope.

The miraculous thing was that, as if by intention, as we exited the rock cluttered pass we were greeted by a stone arrangement that brought smiles to both our faces after some of the “less genteel” comments about the path made just moments before!

The final phase of the day led us to Airexe and a welcoming host with a smile, a hot meal, a warm shower and a warm bed.

Buen Camino