After the madness of Logroño it felt like a relief to get back on the road again heading for the quiet blink-and-you-miss-it village of Ventosa, just off the camino and the motorway. It would be another unproblematic distance, we thought, as we headed out of town wading through the debris, smashed glass, wine leftovers and … More CF Day 4 – Logroño to Ventosa
Getting ready to leave Viana early in the morning – well, early-ish, meaning after David and most other pilgrims were long gone – we were excited about getting to Logroño, as David had mentioned that there was a wine festival there that weekend. Other pilgrims were having problems prebooking beds and rooms there because of … More CF Day 3 – Viana to Logroño
We had decided to start as early as possible on Day 2, after the shock of how hot it got in the afternoon. Still, I refuse to walk in the dark – that way madness and injured ankles lie – so we ended up setting a permanent alarm on our Fitbits for 08.00 every morning. … More CF Day 2 – Los Arcos to Viana
Leaving Estella on a warm, sunny morning felt like stepping into a fairy tale. We met and talked to pilgrims from the beginning, and several of them commented how sweet it was to see people walking hand in hand. It’s just how we are; it’s what we do. Luckily we walk at the same speed … More CF Day 1 – Estella to Los Arcos
In September last year my Scouse Spouse left St Jean for his own solo camino. He got as far as Estella where he had an accident and ended up in hospital with a fractured pelvis and a badly broken upper arm and damaged shoulder. I immediately jumped the first flight to Madrid, then got a … More CF Day 0 – Estella revisited
Just a quick post to determine if blogging on my phone along the way will work, as I hope it will. Not long now before we go back to Estella, where my husband, the Scouse Spouse, had an accident near enough a year ago. We will carry on from there together this time and have … More Packed and almost ready
The last day into Santiago is eucalyptus, tarmac, suburbs, airport, surprisingly green and pretty considering how close you are to a big city, and long. There were few others about, and again the walk was easy, familiar. The last-day-gloom crept up on us somewhere just before the camping bar, so we decided to sit down … More March ’18 Camino Day 8: O Pedrouzo-Santiago!
Day 7 looked and felt like Day 6. Arzua felt no more interesting in the morning than it did in the evening, and the prospect of walking felt more like a chore than a pleasure, but if that was the price I had to pay for my gorgeous weather and breathtaking views walking up to … More March ’18 Camino Day 7: Arzua-O Pedrouzo
Day 6 started with a light drizzle of rain, so we went downstairs for a lovely breakfast of artesan bread, yogurt, juice and coffee and a plate of cheese and cured meat, just the thing to start the day. Then we got into our ponchos and went on our way. We stopped for a short … More March ’18 Camino Day 6: Melide-Arzua
When we got downstairs in the morning, it turns out they had laid a table for us and were standing by with croissants, coffee and juice, and with our yogurt and rolled oats it made for a hearty and healthy start to the day. Once again the sun was out, so we loaded up our … More March ’18 Camino Day 5: Palas de Rei-Melide
Somewhere Slowly 