Santo Domingo de la Calzada to Belorado

Day Twenty Seven. 25.1 K., 15.6 Mi.

Written on May 26, 2014.

There are a few villages on the way to Belorado today. It helps to have a place to sit and have coffee or juice every few miles. Angel has met an American from Michigan, Steve Allen.

Vern, Angel, a cat, and Steve Allen.

Most of the way today I walked by myself. Vern and Angel were walking ahead to Belorado. Two Pilgrims were hitchhilking. The husband's leg was hurting, he thought it would injure his leg more to walk the two miles to Belorado. One of the owners of Albergue Cuatro Cantones drove from Belorado to pick them up.

The entrance to Albergue Cuatro Cantones, Belorado.

Most of the landscape today looked like this.

Belorado is a city with many murals throughout. Some are very sophisticated. Some are intricate and some are tags.

A beautiful mural in Belorado.

 

Villamayor de Monjardin To Torres del Rio

Day Twenty Three. 21.1 K., 13.1 Mi.

Written on May 22, 2014.

We stayed in a very rustic Albergue. When Vern, Angel, and I arrived we were directed to go to the top of the stairs. There were four beds in the room. Later in the day Yumi from New York joined us.

Vern laying in bed in our “penthouse”.

As the other Pilgrims arrived at breakfast and started gathering their backpacks we noticed that today Barbara from Australia was wearing a dress. Her comment was, “Sometimes you just have to walk in a frock”.

Barbara in her frock.

The sky this morning is beautiful. The surrounding area is a mixture of mountains, pasture, ancient ruins, and wildflowers.

A wonderful climate and sky for walking!

More and more Pilgrims were passing us on our way to Torres del Rio today. It was no surprise that the Albergues were filling up. We were told that there was a room for three available. We waited for the Hospitaliero to have a moment to show us the room. When he motioned for us to follow him we couldn't believe that we were walking away from the Albergue. Just down the street was a brand new hotel. We were able to have two rooms for the price of one. The added bonus: a hot tub!

Nancy, Vern, Fernando, Izzy, and Sonja. Angel is relaxing in the tub but “out of sight”.

 

Pamplona: Rest Day

Day Nineteen.

Written on May 18, 2014.

We planned on meeting at 8:00 a.m. to find coffee. There was a place close by. After coffee we decided to walk around Pamplona to see what it looked like the morning after a party. There were several street sweepers and just a few people. As we were walking we heard music and turned just in time to see the musicians.

Musicians in front of City Hall.

A flag draped over a statue.

Vern enjoying a day off:)

We wanted to take advantage of the time we have with Dieter. He will be going back to Madrid this evening for a work conference. We explored parts of Pamplona that Vern and I had never seen before.

Vern, Nancy, Angel, Dieter.

Thanks Israel, O'Nelia, and Diego for taking our photo and visiting for awhile!

We walked Dieter to the train station after a fun day of exploring and relaxing. The next time we see Dieter it will be in Paris, Belgium, or Gasquet, California!

 

 

Santiago To Pamplona By Train

Day Eighteen. Travel by train.

Written on May 17, 2014.

Thanks Kathy for sharing a great three weeks with us. My belief is that the Camino is a microcosm of what we call life. What we tend to ignore or deny rises up. Sometimes it rises up loudly, sometimes in “deafening silence”. I am grateful to have shared this time with you, Kasie, Angel, and Vern. Kathy is starting her journey home to the U.S. Vern, Angel, and I are going to Pamplona today to meet our friend, Dieter from Belgium. Kasie flew out of Santiago on May 11th.

Kathy on the Camino.

Angel and Dieter in Pamplona.

Vern and I met Dieter on the Camino Frances in 2012. He was bicycling and we were walking. It is a miracle that we became friends due to the fact that bicyclists can travel many more miles. Thanks Dieter for taking the time and energy to visit us in Pamplona!

A typical street in Pamplona tonight!

 

Santiago To Pamplona By Train

Day Eighteen. Travel by train.

Written on May 17, 2014.

Thanks Kathy for sharing a great three weeks with us. My belief is that the Camino is a microcosm of what we call life. What we tend to ignore or deny rises up. Sometimes it rises up loudly, sometimes in “deafening silence”. I am grateful to have shared this time with you, Kasie, Angel, and Vern. Kathy is starting her journey home to the U.S. Vern, Angel, and I are going to Pamplona today to meet our friend, Dieter from Belgium. Kasie flew out of Santiago on May 11th.

Kathy on the Camino.

Angel and Dieter in Pamplona.

Vern and I met Dieter on the Camino Frances in 2012. He was bicycling and we were walking. It is a miracle that we became friends due to the fact that bicyclists can travel many more miles. Thanks Dieter for taking the time and energy to visit us in Pamplona!

A typical street in Pamplona tonight.

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Cee To Fisterra

Day Sixteen. 15.3 K., 9.5 Mi.

Written on May 15, 2014.

Cee is a beautiful town to be walking through in the early morning. There is a hill to climb while we were still waking up. It is warm and clear. Not well marked but Vern remembers the way to go from our 2012 walk.

Our shadows on the road.

Kathy, Angel, and Vern on the way to Fisterra.

It's great to see Fisterra!
Vern, Paul the Pilgrim Greeter, Angel, and Nancy.
Thanks to Paul, a Pilgrim volunteer from the U.K. who had information and a place to sit on the way into Fisterra.

Soon after we met Paul we were checking into our rooms. We had something to eat and took a nap. It is now time to walk the 3.5 K. to the lighthouse.

Vern, Nancy, Kathy, and Angel at the 0,00 marker.

A better look at the marker.

Kathy, Vern, and Angel at the “end of the world”.

As we walked down the hill from the lighthouse we met Erik from Belgium. Erik is knowledgeable about the area and the history.

Vern, Erik, Nancy, and Kathy.

We couldn't resist this photo for Angel's surfer brother!

My Fisterra Compostela.

 

Olveiroa To Cee

Day Fifteen. 20K., 12.4 Mi.

Written on May 14, 2014.

It wasn't hard to decide that today we would walk half of what we walked yesterday. Our minds and bodies are recovering. Cee is a beautiful town and a great place to stop today.

Cows on the way to Cee.

A small village between Hospital and Cee.

The first glimpse of Cee.

View from our room.

 

Negreira To Olveiroa

Day Fourteen. 35.8 K., 22.2 Mi.

Written on May 13, 2014.

First thing this morning we walked up and up and up a mountain. I'm glad that I had my headlamp…it was still dark out at 6 a.m.

We arrived at the first bar after nine miles of walking. The bar was crowded. Everyone needed coffee, juice, or just a place to sit.

A statue of St. James on the way to Olveiroa.

A dog greeter on a country trail.

Today we walked a lot of miles. I have one focus: get to Olveiroa. There are few bars or places to stay on this stretch of the Camino. This would be a perfect place for a kool-aid stand.

Angel and Kathy walked ahead of us. Vern stayed with me. I was going slow up the mountains and after approximately 15 miles of walking I think I had broken my record for slow.

We finally arrived at Olveiroa after 12 hours of walking. Our beds are upstairs….just enough energy to get to bed.

 

Santiago de Compostela To Negreira

Day Thirteen. 22.4 K., 14 Mi.

Written on May 12, 2014.

Back on the Camino. Six miles to coffee……Alto do Vento. Great place to stop. Many Pilgrims stopped here, also. Some time after our coffee break we began the climb up Trasmonte. There were several times that I thought I was almost to the top. Soon I told myself that the top would be at least two miles more. This helped me when the top was much closer.

The first Camino De Fisterra sign.

Shell fence on the way to Negreira.

Puente Maceira is one of my favorite places on the way to Fisterra. In 2009 Vern and I stayed there in a room overlooking the waterfall. Now it is a restaurant and does not rent rooms.

Angel on the Roman bridge over the Rio Tambre.

The beautiful River Tambre.

A hydro gristmill in Puente Maceira.

 

Santiago de Compostela…Rest Day

Day Twelve.

Written on May 11, 2014

Today Kasie has begun her trip back to the U.S. She will have some time in Madrid.

We slept in and were grateful for the opportunity. We immediately looked for coffee. We found great coffee close by and went there twice today. Also the search for “cronuts” was on. In California a cronut is a cross between a croissant and a donut. In Spain they are called Glorias and are delicious. We found them! As we were walking around Santiago we saw a mannequin in a window.

Window art!

Angel, Kathy, and I went to the Pilgrim Mass.

A small view of a huge cathedral!

A mime outside the cathedral. Give her a coin, she gives a shiny rock.

At the same time that I saw the mime Angel and Kathy were visiting with Daniel and Arna. At that moment we decided to walk to the Gato Negro. The Gato Negro (pronounced nay-gro) is a great restaurant in town that the locals love! We saw Donal along the way. Vern joined us. I was so busy eating that I forgot to take photos. The Gato Negro is a must when in Santiago!