Thursday, 20 December 2012

French Camino - Apr/May 2007


02/04/2007
Stage 1 of my great walk across Spain - Bondi Beach
Walked the entire length of the beach but could see no sign of the Pyrenees, this could take longer than I thought. Will search again tonight in South Korea, hope the camel holds out.
Onwards and upwards
Rogers

05/04/2007
Stage 2 - Downtown Seoul- South Korea
Nightmare flight, 1 hour to check-in, 11 hour flight, 1 hour to wait for baggage, 15 min walk across Seoul airport to queue for 1/2 hour for 1 hour bus trip to downtown Seoul and very swish hotel.
Got out onto the streets at 10pm and tried my Spanish out on the locals (who all looked strangely like Chinamen), but they all seemed to think I was asking them where I was because they kept on saying what sounded like 'Ah Seoul'.
Streets look very colourful and neon-lit at night but very drab, dirty and concrete and glass the next morning.
Stage 2 - London Another nightmare 12-hour flight and here I am in internet cafe off Leicester Square after looking at all the theatre prices I can't afford, sleeping in garage at son's house - freezing cold and have to pee in the garden at night! Still, good training for the Pyrenees which must surely be close by now(I'm sure I heard Pyrenean goat-bells last night at 3am during 4th pee)
Have to feed camel now
Rogers

08/04/2007
Stage 2 - Still in darkest London
Weather is turning very nice and am getting lots of walking done. Strode down to Richmond yesterday and did a boat-trip to Kingston and back on the Thames, very enjoyable, especially as they neglected to collect a fare from me and I saved £6.20! Yay!! Central London is very busy, you can hardly walk down Oxford St,the tubes are jam-packed and the roads are choked with traffic. Today I'm in Shepherd's Bush markets (very medina-like, you'd never know you were in London) and am now about to walk on to Notting Hill Gate to see if I can bump into Hugh Wotsisface and Julia Thingy cos I never saw the movie.
On the plane to Biarritz tomorrow then bus/train to St Jean Pied-de-Port where I have been informed there are some big pointy hills with snow on top which may or may not be the Pyrenees, but I've bought a goat-bell for the camel anyway.
Pip Pip for now
Rogers of All-Ealing
PS Apologies to the Elkinses, you must have slipped off my mailing list, and hello to the Henningses who's new email address I have added

Stage 3 - St Jean Pierre-de Port, France - 8th Apr 2007- 774kms to go Arrived in Biarritz, France by Ryanair flying tube glowered at by scruffy, bored-looking air hostesses and got bus to Bayonne then 4 hour wait and train to St Jean. Found Hostel at 10.30pm and slept in room with 6 bunks, raving party going on next door and serious snorer in bunk underneath me.

Day 1- 9th April          St Jean - Roncesvalles        Walked: 25kms        To Go: 749kms Big disappointment, can´t go over the top of Pyrenees ´cos of snow and British hiker dying last week after getting lost in the snow so have to go alternative route. Under way at 8.45am, sun breaking thru fog and lovely green hills, took wrong turning and climbed bloody great hill that I didnt need to but ended up in the right place. Then walked on main road with hardly any hard shoulder which was pretty hairy, then it was up and up to 1057m, very muddy, small streams running across track and snow drifts appearing. Finally arrived in Roncesvalles and stay in beautiful converted barn with huge arched ceilings and chandeliers, like sleeping in church. Speaking of which I actually went to Mass for the pilgrim´s blessing, didnt get struck by lightning so I guess Jesus still loves me!! Had nice 3 course Pilgrims menu in restaurante for $13.

Day 2 - 10th April        Roncesvalles - Larrasoaña    Walked: 27kms        To Go: 722kms 8.00am start, lovely day but still cold ´cos of altitude, passed thru several quaint villages then lots of really deep mud and heavy rain in afternoon. Missed another turning and had to turn back putting another 2 kms on walk- you´ve got to really look out for the route markers. Got into Larrasoaña at about 4pm, miserable little village with nothing open and raining again, dined on bread and cheese,washed clothes and slept in tiny room with 14 bunks and nowhere to stash your gear.

Day 3 - 11th April       Larrasoaña - Pamplona (Cizur Menor) Walked: 20kms   To Go:702kms Walked seemed very easy, must be getting tough - more mud then drying out into nice day and arriving in Pamplona about 12.30pm. Lovely city, this is where they run the bulls in the street in July at the festival if San Fermin. Walked down the street where this happens, glancing over my shoulder frequently but no sign of bull (apart from my normal conversation of course). Looked at cathedral then had lunch in the Cafe Iruña, which is where Earnest Hemingway used to sit and write his stuff. Felt very literary and I´m sure his spirit entered me sometime after the 3rd glass of wine and I began to mumble quotes from "The Sun Also Rises" . Staggered another 5kms in very nice sunny weather to Cizur Menor in the company of two tubby American girls from Miami who shared my table, and stayed at very nice hostel.

Day 4 - 12th April      Cizur Menor - Puente La Reina   Walked: 19kms         To Go:683 Finally got onto right track after getting lost immediately after leaving the hostel (bloody route signs!) then quite a hard haul up to 750m to a hill with lots of wind turbines and swathed in clouds. I´m walking alone most of the time and really enjoying it, even sing to myself sometimes.
Oh Oh! Arrived at Puente La Reina at 1pm, did some shopping and washing and hung out the previous day´s washing which was still wet. It get´s really heavy carrying wet clothes. Very nice hostel and met up with the people I´ve met from previous hostels - an Australian couple from NSW Australia, the tubby american girls and various other characters. That´s where I am now, watch out for next exciting instalment where I get abducted by Basque terrorists and start saving for the ransom!
Rogers of Navarra

Day 5    13th April   Puente La Reina - Estella    Walked:22kms            To Go:661 Bad news, 2 girls from my dormitory had their mobile phones stolen during the night - so you cant even trust pilgrims! Under way by 8.00am into a steady drizzle and a nightmare first 7kms, it was all uphill and in ankle-deep mud, really tiring. Next 15kms the weather dried out a bit and it was a bit flatter and a lot less mud. Got into Estella at about 3pm and of course everything was shut, the hostel is a really big one with lots of people staying there. Huge crowd around kitchen table at dinner speaking a variety of languages, ended up talking politics with 2 Finns, an Italian and a Dutchman.

Day 6     14th April     Estella - Torres Del Rio    Walked:29kms              To Go: 632 Mild weather,walked a bit with 63 yr old German who´s spent 12years meditating in a caravan in Andalucia, he´s convinced the Jews are taking over the world! Lost him pretty quickly. got to Los Arcos about 12.30, was going to stop here but felt good so kept going to Torres which was a nice little village and found all the people I´d been meeting had the same idea so they had to put mattresses on the floor to get everyone in.

Day 7     15th April   Torres Del Rio - Logroño    Walked:20kms              To Go: 612 Lovely day, no mud, easy walk but drag going thru suburbs of Logroño. Arrived 12.30 but hostel still closed so sat in plaza with gathering crowd of pilgrims and then about 12 of us all went of for a A$17 3-course meal inc wine. Had a siesta then a walk around town, had a look at cathedral. That night, some of the girls(Spanish,French and Brazillian) in the hostel bought a pile of food and made dinner for everyone. We divided up the cost and it came to under A$3 each inc plenty of red wine!

Day 8     16th April  Logroño - Najera                Walked :29kms           To Go: 583 8am star - Light drizzle and long drag out thru suburbs, lots of road walking and hard clay, got hot in afternoon and lots of roadworks - not very pretty. Had trouble finding Refugio(hostel) - no signs so took long to get there. Big Refugio, clean toilets but you bang your head on the door when you sit on the loo! Same crowd from last hostel made another meal for everyone - Spag Bol, salad, bread, wine, chocolates again for under A$3 each. What great people!

Day 9   17th April   Najera - Grañon               Walked : 28kms             To Go : 555 Cool start, steep climb out of Najera then stopped for coffee in small village, then off thru rolling countryside, green fields, ploughed fields agricultural land rich with the aroma of cow-poo! Got to Santo Domingo de la Calzada at 12.30, had a look around town and cathedral - they keep a live cockrel and hen in a glass cage in the cathedral to commemorate some old legend.(which I´ll tell you all about one day if your really bored) Then pushed on to Grañoñ which is a very small village and met some old friends from the camino: Phillip the German with his 3 dogs, Wica the Slovenian woman, Orwella the Italian woman and Willie the Dutchman. The refugio was in the bell-tower of the village church and was run by the priest, so we all got ushered off to mass and got blessed again - second time for me so now I am twice-blessed!. That night the hostel provided a huge 3 course meal that we all helped to prepare, there was salad, lentil and sausage soup, then pork steaks with chips and all the wine and bread that you could want, there were 22 of us sat round a long table, the next morning they gave us breakfast as well, all this plus the lodging was in exchange for a donation of your own choice!! There was a box for donations with a sign which said " Give what you can or take what you need" - could hardly get it into my backpack!

Day 10   18th April    Grañon - Villafranca Montes de Oca   Walked: 27kms   To Go: 528 Away by 8.30, French couple gave me a straw hat that they found on the road, just as well as it was a lovely day, cuckoos calling, snow-capped mountains in distance and rural countryside. Got to Belorado in 3 hrs and bought bread,cheese and sausage and ate in the town square then pushed on to Villafranca. Major road with huge lorries passing thru village, nobody I know at refugio, had tin of meatballs and instant rice for dinner, then Phillip,Wica and Orwella and the dogs("The Dog Squad" I call them) arrived so chatted to them while they made dinner. Phillip is not allowed to bring the dogs into hostels so he has to stay in a tent with them every night, has to go and find food for them and carry bowls for them to eat out of! What a mission!

Day 11  19thApril    Villafranca Montes de Oca - Villafria  Walked:32kms!!   To Go: 496 Stone-last out of hostel, sunny day and steep climb out of village then hard clay tracks thru forests which was a nice change. Passed the Dog Squad rubbing evil-smelling lotions into each-others feet, I think Phillip´s onto a good thing there! Later reached top of long drag up hill with lovely view in all directions and there was an old sofa parked right in the middle of the track! So set up camera on self-timer to take photo of self reclining on said furniture. Orwella caught up with me here, having left the Dog Squad as she has in a hurry to finish Camino, She´s a strong girl with powerful calves! Runs 2 marathons a year apparently, we walked on for a couple of hours to Villafria where I stopped and she still carried on another 8kms to Burgos!! No Refugio in Villafria so found a cheap hotel, Villafria is a purely industrial area with a 6-lane highway running thru it carrying lorry after lorry belching smoke and noise. The bar is on the pavement and you can hardly have conversation because of the noise, anyway had a good shower and washed clothes and left to dry on radiator.Then watchedTV in room - LUXURY!!. Went down to bar for a drink and in walked Willie the Dutchman, he´d walked 44kms that day, just when I thought Id done well with 32kms!We had a couple of drinks and agreed to meet up around Burgos cathedral the next day.

Day 12  20th April     Villafria - Burgos       Walked 8kms              To Go:488 Horrid 8kms slog on motorway thru endless rows of factories and gas stations, found the cathedral and did the obligatory tour and found Willie and the Dog Squad(now minus Orwella) in a cafe on the plaza. Took photos of each other with a statue of a pilgrim and went our seperate ways, found an internet cafe and sent last newsletter then had a Doner Kebab for lunch and decided to stay in Burgos that night and went off to find the Refugio. The girls who had been making dinners for us at the hostels showed up again with another ready-made meal even tho they weren´t staying at the hostel. You meet really nice people on the Camino

Day 13  21st April      Burgos - Hontanas    Walked: 29kms        To Go:459 Lovely day again, nice easy walking in the cool of the morning (We´re above 800 meters) then hot and dusty in afternoon. Stopped at tiny hostel/bar in the middle of nowhere for a beer, looked very hippy-like and I suspect a lot of chemicals were being imbibed. Hontanas looked just like a typical dusty Mexican village from out of a Cowboy movie, kept expecting to see Clint Eastwood spitting out bits of his cheroot at sleeping dogs. Had nice dinner in Hostel and met Bertil from Sweden and Udo and Matteus from Germany none of whom speak English very well, especially Bertil who reminds me of the Swedish chef from The Muppet Show and insists on relating long boring stories in horrific English much to the dismay of the Germans.

Day 14   21st April     Hontanas - Boadilla del Camino      Walked: 29kms   To Go:430 Another lovely day, easy and cool to Castrojeriz then dirty great hill followed by dusty and hot trek to Boadilla - did the whole walk non-stop. Met Mick from Australia and Robin from UK, both ex- bankers and walking together. Checked into wonderful hostel with garden and swimming pool and proceeded to drink the afternoon away with real English speakers until the Germans and the Swede arrived, but our English had deteriorated to their level by then and a jolly dinner ensued.

Day 15   22nd April    Boadilla Del Camino - Carrion de las Condes  Walked: 25kms To Go: 405kms Nice weather again but long boring track running beside main road for most of the way. Passed Mick and Robin who were going slowly and only doing about 20kms a day so wont see them again. Got overtaken for the first time on the Camino, eveyone says I walk fast but today I got overtaken by an 80 year-old German who told me later he´d been trying to catch me for 10kms. Oh well, hope for all of us yet!
Got into Carrion at about 2pm and everything was closed for the whole day because of a public holiday, was hoping to buy food in supermarket and have a cheap day, but another boring dinner with the 2 Huns and the Swede. Got to lose them!

Day 16  24th April  Carrion de Los Condes - San Nicolas del Real Camino Walked:33kms To Go:372
Hard 17 kms to start along flat straight rocky boring track, a region called the Meseta which goes on for miles.Stopped at village for bocadillos(sandwiches made with baguettes) and beer, Huns Matteus and Udo were there. On to next village where every body was going to stay but decided to push on to San Nicolas. Passed a sign saying 'Secret Garden' then a little clearing under the trees with all sorts of food laid out on a stone table with a sign saying for pilgrims to help themselves and leave donation in box. There were oranges, fruit juices, chocolate, tea and thermos of hot water and you were just trusted to leave some money - amazing. San Nicolas Refugio really great, only 4 other pilgrims - had room to myself, no shops in village so forced to dine in restaurant!! Shared table with Helen and Richard(from New Zealand), Blondine(lady from France) and Mar-Spanish lady who proceeded to give me intense Spanish lessons which was great but exhausting.

Day 17 25th April  San Nicolas - Bercianos de Real Camino  Walked:17kms   To Go: 355
Rain. Achilles tendon started to hurt after an hour, gradually got worse and had to stop at Bercianos because of pain and heavy rain. Mick and Robin arrive and go off to bar, i try and join them later but am driven back by pain and torriential rain, so sit all afternoon in Hostelmn with ice-pack on tendon. Big dinner at hostel with all pilgrims sitting round kitchen table. Each nationality goup had to sing a song from their country, Germans sang jolly marching song, Korean guy(Mr Yoo) sang poignant ballad of love and revenge, us Pommies mumbled "Yellow Submarine" and then Mick and myself belted out "Waltzing matilda". Then it was prayers for pilgrims time and each nationality group had to read out a prayer from a book in their language. We English got some bizarre psalm featurig lambs and serpents etc. Leg hurting and can hardly walk. Could this be the end?

Day 18 26th April  Bercianos - Villarente   Walked:32KMS!!!  To go:323
Rubbed Ibuprofen gel into leg and took painkillers and decided to try and hobble to next village(8kms). Leg seemed to improve as I walked so pressed on. Character in red poncho and white beard looking like Santa Claus directed me to bar in very posh English accent at next village. Met him at the hostel that night and his name turned out to be Nicholas (Santa Claus-Geddit?) Hostel I was going to stay in was very small and ful of walkers so pushed on to Villarente and met Mar in the shop.Really nice hostel with washing machine so washed all clothes. leg a bit stiff. Met English couple Bob and Morag, Morag is "Healer/Masseuse" and gave my leg a rub.

Day 19 27th April  Villarente - Leon   Walked: 12kms  To Go:311
Breakfast in hostel and away by 8.30. Leg now very bad (so much for massage) and limped very painfully into Leon. Waited for hostel to open and Bob and Morag showed up with Matteus who I havent seen for a while. Nice big roomy hostel. hobbled up to big department store (El Corte Ingles) and bought some socks - all my three pairs have holes in them. Bumped into Mick and Robin and we had dinner in kitchen of hostel. Put Ice on leg all evening then Morag decided to do "healing" on it, this consisted of holding my leg in her lap and chatting away to Bob about all and sundry!!

Day 20   28th April  Leon - Villadangos del Paramo Walked:24kms    To Go: 287
Left at 10.10, leg feels great - was it the "healing" or was it the ice??!! had a look around Leon and the cathedral on the way out. Boring walk, took a wrong turning and added another 5kms to the walk, just when I wanted to rest the leg! Checked into hostel and met South Africans John and Tony. had Bread and cheese for dinner around communal kitchen table

Day 21  29th April   Villadangos - Astorga   Walked:28kms To Go: 259
Took wrong turning immediately but noticed after 100m, passed John and Tony, then later on passed Mick and Robin. Stopped at a bar in Orbigo and in walk Mick and Robin again! left them behind and entered Astorga in time to see traditional dancing in the town square.Checked into hostel and went for a pizza in the plaza, about 2 hours later in walk Mick and Robin who´d got lost somewhere. Then Mar showed up followed by Matteus then Mr Yoo the Korean and we all ended up having a nice Pilgrim´s dinner in a restaurant

Day 22 30th April   Astorga - Rabanal del Camino  Walked:21kms   To Go: 238
Had to wait till 10.00am for shops to open so I could buy a new poncho as mine had split. bitterly cold wind blowing, poncho acted as good wind-break.I was now at 869m and would be going up to 1149m today. At second village bumped into Mar and we had coffee and brandy to keep out the cold and I walked on!! Reached hostel to find Mick and Robin already installed, we all went for a drink and in walked Mar who proceeded to chat up a lorry-driver and wangled herself a lift onto the next village. Later on it snowed and everyone was leaping about taking photos. Had a pilgrims dinner in bar.

Day 23 1st May    Rabanal - Ponferrada  Walked:33kms  To Go:205
What a day, started very cold with light drizzle, climbed up to the highest point on the whole camino 1517m, there was snow everywhere and the spring flowers were coming out as well. Beautiful views of countryside, got to the Cruz de ferro which is a monument erected for pilgrims to place a stone on from their own countries and get a free pardon for all their sins!! So I duly chucked on the minute pebble I´d carefully nursed all the way from our garden in Glenorchy. It was snowing quite heavily now as I started the descent into Ponferrada which is down at 543m.
it gradually warmed up and everything turned green again, stopped at next bar for lunch and in walked Mick and Robin closely followed by Mar. Mick and Robin decided to sleep there and I walked on with 4 Germans and we caught up with Mar again who turned out to know the Germans too. Checked into the hostel and went in search of food. Got to main plaza and yet again bumped into Mar who had Matteus in tow now so we ducked into a bar only to find the 4 germans again and a nice dinner ensued

Day 24  2nd May    Ponferrada - Cacabelos   Walked :15kms   To Go:190
Lovely day, walked thru vineyards and arrived at Cacabelos, was going to go further but looked at hostel in Cacabelos and facilities were very good and had a lot of washing to do so decided to stop.Later on John and Tony the South Africans arrived followed by Mr You the Korean. The hostel was like a motel with small rooms and 2 beds to each room (luxury) Shared room with Mr You which disappointed him as he was hoping for a "beautiful lady".

Day 25  3rd May  Cacabelos - Vega de Valcarce   Walked: 26kms  To Go: 164
Another sunny day, more vineyards, passed thru Villafranca del Bierzo- nice town but heard later that only one hostel was open and was very crowded and dirty so hooray for Cacabelos. After Villafranca there was a choice of routes, I took the hard one which went right up on a mountain with beautiful views and lots of wild flowers.Stayed at Brazillian-run Albergue and had a Brazillian dinner that night

Day 26 4th May  Vega de Valcarce - Triacastela  Walked:34kms   To Go:130
This walk took me over the 3rd mountain range of the Camino, from 630m to 1337m, very tough climb up to O Cebreiro then Alto de Poio with beautiful views and no snow this time, just green meadows and flowers.Then it was all downhill (tough on the knees) to Triacastela.Met 2 English people I´d seen before- Helen and a guy called Robbie Williams would you believe! Achilles tendon playing up again so more ice-packs. Dinner of Cheese and wine in hostel kitchen

Day 27 5th May  Triacastela - Ferreiros  Walked:34kms  To Go:96
Sunny but cold,walked thru very rural area, small villages and farmyards, cow-poo and silage smells everywhere - reminded me of Somerset! Arrived in next big town Sarria at 12.30 and pushed on thru lots of deserted little hamlets without seeing any other walkers then rounded a corner to find a whole flock of them sitting at an outdoor bar. And there was Matthias who I hadn´t seen since Ponferrada, so a beer was had and we pushed on together to Ferreiros and stopped at a small hostel then later a pilgrim´s menu dinner in an empty bar. What a Saturday night!

Day 28 6th May Ferreiros - Palas do Rei  Walked:31kms To Go:65
Last to leave hostel at 8.30,started in the sunshine but descended into very cold clammy fog which lasted until about 11.30, hands so cold that I could hardly open water-bottle. Stopped for coffee and cake in Portomarin. Then a bit of a climb out and then on thru several small hamlets with weather getting hotter and hotter after being so cold in the morning, a group of Italian walkers sitting at a picnic table invited me over for a glass of wine and we had a chat in a mixture of English,Italian and Spanish. Next minute, up pops Matthias again who´s actually turning out to be a really nice guy, he was duly offered wine and we pushed on together for an hour until I left him at a bar with tummy problems. Got into Palas do Rei at 5pm after a long day and checked into a really nice hostel where they hadn´t crammed the bunks right on top of each other. Did usual routine of shower and wash socks and knickers etc , went for a walk and bumped straight into Matthias who was staying in another hostel. Were having dinner together when in walks Mar who I haven´seen since Ponferrada we all agree to meet up in Santiago which is only 3 days away now.

Day 29  7th May     Palas do Rei - Arzua  Walked:26kms  To Go:39
Got away at 9.30 after session on internet, overcast and cool day, not pretty but OK for walking.Lots of steep climbs and descents passing thru villages and farmyards.Had a beer and a tortilla (Spanish omelette) in Furelos then after 4 hours caught up to Matthias and walked with him to the outskirts of Arzua where his boot fell apart and he stopped at a garage to get it glued up. On to albergue which was OK and did washing, Matthias arrive with glued-up boot and we had a bottle of wine in the main plaza and of course Mar rocked up with 2 English guys in tow. Bought snacks in supermarket for dinner, had a couple of conacs in bar by myself as Matthias went to bed early as he wants to do the whole 39kms to Santiago tomorrow

Day 30 8th May   Arzua - Monte de Gozo  Walked :35kms  To Go: 4
Nice day but descended from town into cold, clammy fog which lifted after an hour, more climbs and descents,  lots of pilgrims now as you only have to do the last 100kms to Santiago to get the same certificate that I will get after doing 774kms, to pass the time decided to count the number of pilgrims that I passed, got to 40 before I gave up. Last 10kms were a killer, very hot long straight white sandy track, felt like I was walking in a desert. Monte de Gozo is a huge pilgrim complex with long barrack- like buildings and beds for 2800 pilgrims.Wished I'd pushed onto Santiago

Day 31   9th May    Monte de Gozo - Santiago   Walked: 4kms To Go: 0 Left the concrete prison complex at 9.00pm and walked in fine sunlight, as I approached Santiago the little yellow arrows that had guided me/led me astray for the last 770kms disappeared for ever (thanks a lot) and the roads were dotted with pilgrims scrutinising maps and searching for any indication signs. Struggled onwards thru narrow old city streets and bumped into Udo the German guy I hadn't seen for a week, then finally into the impressive, cobbled Obradoiro Plaza and the cathedral. Went in and did the obligatory pilgrim hug of the statue of saint James(Santiago) then off to find a room (luxury) very close by and back to the cathedral for the midday Pilgrim's mass. Very theatrical with lots of priests and a nun who sang beautifully, must have been close on 1000 people there. Met my old chum Matthias then Philip with the Dog Squad, then Dutch Willie who I had met on the first day of the walk, then Udo again. Myself, Willie and Matthias then went off and had lunch,  heard a huge bellow from across the road and there was the ubiquitous Mar of course. So all four of us met up that night and had the final supper in a little non-touristy restaurant then it was goodbye, Willie back to Holland, Matthias back to Germany, Mar back to her home town of Ponferrada and me on a plane to UK to see my beautiful and much-missed wife before our holiday next week in Portugal.
So, 774kms in 30 days,(I dont count the 4kms of the 31st day as I deliberately left them so I could arrive in the morning)
Average of 25kms per day, never thought I'd achieve that, but I'm glad I did it before I turn 60 next year. Gonna seem strange not walking every day, but I wont miss washing my socks!!


Estaca de Bares-English Camino - Sep 2009


Estaca de Bares - English Camino (Estaca is the northernmost point of Spain)
Hi gang!
Well, I'm on my way at last-or am I? But to go back a bit.
Wednesday 2nd September
Flew out of Hobart for Melbourne in the afternoon, spent the evening looking at duty-free shops in the airport before crashing out on bench at check-ins for the night. Flew to S.Korea the next day and stayed in swanky hotel at Korean Air's expense, next day to Madrid but plane also landed at Amsterdam so flight took nearly 16 hrs!
Friday 4th September
Located Cat's Hostel, full of trendy backpackers trying to pick each other up, wonder if they ever got out of the bar to see Madrid!! Spent next 2 days walking round Madrid, did 1 tenth of the Prado in 2 hours(well it was free) trotted by the Murillos, loped along the Goyas, checked out the Reubens botties (he sure knows how to do chub!!) final sprint along the El Grecos before finally disappearing up my own Velasquez!! Sunday took the overnight train to Ferrol, great way to travel, it leaves at 10.30pm, you have a glass of wine or 3 then off to bed and wake up in Ferrol.
Monday 7th September
Train from Ferrol to Porto do Barqueiro, lovely 90-min trip thru what appeared to be rain forest, Barqueiro is lovely little fishing village, looks like it could be in Cornwall or even Greece. First problem: Barqueiro is 7kms south of Estaca de Bares which is my starting point of the North-South trip, but there is no public transport to get there which means walking up there then back again as Barqueiro is the next stop. No cheap hostel in Barqueiro so had to pay 30 Eur to stay in a Pension – Grrrrrr!
Tuesday 8th September O Barqueiro-Bares-Ortigueira (30kms)
Walked the 7kms to Bares and took the obligatory photo of self sitting with back-pack and northernmost rock of Spain sticking up out of top of head in background, then walked back to Barqueiro, so – 14kms done and back where I started! Pressed on down to Esteiro-lovely beach with showers and toilets, would have camped there last night if I'd known. Then on down thru country lanes till I took a wrong turn and ended up at Puerto De Espasante which was a little out of my way, so much for my maps! Back on track after 3kms walk then had to follow main road to Ortigueira, lots of big trucks and narrow hard shoulder-if any at all!
Found supermarket & bought food and wine and camped down in patch of shrubbery at the water-side, Wined and dined then pitched tent and sank gratefully into the undergrowth and slept to the sound of swirling water.
Wednesday 9th September Ortigueira- San Ramon (29kms)
More of the same main road walking, very dangerous encounter with huge logging truck on u-turn under a bridge with no hard shoulder, had to really suck stomach in to avoid disembowelment! Very dull walk, in view of roads on maps not existing and wind rising to gale-force with a hint of rain, decided to modify original ambitious planned route and take shortest option which was along same death-truck route. Arrived at small hamlet, got provisions and found nice camping spot, was about to unpack when I spotted the largest slug I have ever seen right where I wanted to put the tent, it was about the size of a large salami!
Well being the intrepid traveler that I am, I picked up my bag and fled, found another place in a forest later on and set up camp. It's really noisy in forests at night, I think it's all to do with tree sex, all this creaking and groaning and rubbing of bark on bark! I just wished I'd never seen 'Blair Witch Project'
Thursday 10th September San Ramon- Neda (25kms)
More main road trekking, very boring, arrived at the hostel at Neda about 3pm, this is the 2nd stop in the next walk I'm doing which is called the English Camino and it starts in Ferrol, so I decided that I should walk the stretch from Ferrol to Neda just to be able to say that I did it all. So I took the bus into Ferrol that afternoon and mooched around town till about 9pm when I noticed it was getting really dark and I wouldn't be able to see the little yellow arrows that mark the route. Anyway, I got lost but a passing stranger went out of his way to show me a short cut along a busy motorway!! He proudly pointed out the 'No Pedestrians' sign and ignored the hooting from irate drivers as we strode along the hard shoulder and all the time I was wondering whether he was a mugger or what. But he walked about 3 kms with me just to point out the turn-off and I eventually got back to the hostel at 11pm – nasty experience but what a helpful guy!
Friday 11th September Neda – Mino (23kms)
The Albergue(hostel)now had 4 middle-aged Spanish couples and a Canadian mother-son duo who looked like brother and sister
Really great to be on a proper camino fully marked, no more main roads, just footpaths and back streets, lovely scenery. At a beautiful city called Pontedeume I started to develop a really painful shin muscle and retired to a bar to recuperate, rubbed some gel into it, bandaged it up and took some painkillers and was off again to climb up the steepest streets I have ever seen but my leg held out. Really nice hostel at Mino and the same people who were at the Neda hostel were there. Spent the evening watching the Spaniards playing some incomprehensible card game.The Canadian boy just sat in a corner and read.
Saturday 12th September Mino – O Presedo (18kms)
Next morning watched 21-year-old Canadian boy lie in bed while his mother packed his bag!
Got away about 9.30am and nice 10kms walk to Betanzos, another lovely city where there was a Festa de Tortilla(Omelette Festival) going on! Big Marquee set up in town square with stalls selling omelettes, beer and wine, local dignitaries making speeches on a stage and starving pilgrims stuffing faces. Spent a couple of hours here then bumped into the Spanish walkers and the Canadians then another steep climb out of town before the wine demanded a siesta under a tree. Started walking again at 5pm and stopped at 7.30pm, pitched tent an turned in for the night. Shin muscle still hurting and and have now noticed lpain on right heel.Living on painkillers, short on water and dying of thirst, had to ration myself to a mouthful every half hour.
Sunday 13th September O Presedo – Bruma (18kms)
Got up before dawn and had last mouthful of water, after 10 mins found house with outside tap and nicked a bottle-full. Lovely cool misty morning but got hotter later, now developed blister on heel of leg with shin muscle problem, this is complicating things as I'm not sure how to limp properly any more. Extended bandage from shin muscle down to heel blister, any more of this and I'll end up looking like the invisible man. Saw sign saying hostel 1 km – yay! 5 minutes later my shin muscle packed in completely and I couldn't even stand up let alone walk. Stranded 400m from the hostel, luckily one of my Spanish friends saw me and flagged down a car which took me down to the hostel. I've spent the afternoon with my leg soaking in a little stream that runs thru the hostel grounds and it feels OK at the moment. I'm hoping that it was just a spasm, but if it's not, my Camino will be over. This hostel is a couple of kms from the nearest town so we all (the Spaniards, the Canadians and me) phoned in a lunch order to a restaurant and they brought it out to us and we had a big noisy Spanish lunch around the kitchen table
Monday 15th September
Woke up at 3am with blister throbbing,seems that it's picked up an infection from the stream, covered it with antiseptic cream and strapped it + shin up again and went back to bed. In the morning found that now my right Achilles tendon was hurting probably from the way I'd been limping. I took my painkillers and tried to walk about a bit but there were too many things hurting now. The next walking stage was going to be a 30kms slog and I wasn't going to attempt that in my condition so I limped painfully to the nearest village - Meson de Venta - and caught a bus to Santiago which was only about 50kms away now. Got myself a room in a pension and am going to rest up for a couple of days before busing back to Meson de Venta to try and continue the walk. Had my first restaurant meal in Spain (I don't count MacDonald's), a tasty lentil soup with chorizo sausage, salmon cutlet with potatoes(strangely no veggies), bread, a bottle of wine all for 8 Eur ($14).
Tuesday – Wednesday 15 - 16th September
Hung around Santiago, beautiful city but hard to sit around and lick wounds and not spend money or walk too much, the place is full of triumphant walkers who've finished their camino. Another problem now, my bank a/c is showing 2 withdrawals of EUR200 that I didn't make, I used several ATM's in Ferrol looking for the best exchange rate and cancelled each transaction when I saw the rate was too high, it seems that they weren't cancelled and now I've got a dispute with my bank and we all know who will win that one. In view of that, my injuries and the 3 days that I've lost, I've decided to cut out the Via de la Plata section of the walk (Santiago-Seville)
Thursday 17th September Meson do Vento-Sigueiros(32kms)
Muscles and blisters felt better so bused back to Meson do Vento and started walking from where I left off, pretty farming land for a while then it rained for the rest of the day. I did 32kms all the way to Sigueiros, the last 10kms was murder just straight wide track stretching away as far as you could see. Nowhere for pilgrims to stay so checked into grubby hostal, everything seemed to be hanging by 1 screw, towel rails, toilet roll holders, light fittings etc.Right leg felt OK but now the tendons on top of my left foot behind the toes are starting to hurt
Friday 18th September Sigueiros-Santiago(18kms)
Uneventful 4 hour stroll thru fog so no beautiful views as such, right leg OK but left foot tendons steadily getting worse. Another half-day hanging around Santiago, hope to press on to Finisterre tomorrow.
Saturday 19th September
Woke up before dawn to the sound of Saturday market traders setting up in the streets, foot felt very stiff, was going to press on to Finisterre but hostel manageress failed to show up so that I could pay her. Walked around a bit to test foot and was not very happy, by the time the manageress showed up it was midday and pelting down with rain and all my resolve was gone! Couldn't stand hanging around another day in Santiago so thought bugger it and hopped on a bus to Seville, I'll do Finisterre another year, feeling very dispirited now the whole venture has fallen thru. Can't understand why my body is letting me down like this, 2 years ago I walked the 800kms of the French Camino with hardly any problems at all.
Sunday 20th September
Nightmare 14 hour overnight bus ride to Seville, checked in at a really good backpackers hostel in Triana and am considering my next move.

Via de la Plata(Seville-Zafra) - Sep 2009


2009 Via de la Plata – Stage1

Monday 21st September
Spent the day re-discovering Seville, found a Festival of nations going on in a park with stalls from different countries selling their food and drinks. Had a Cab Sav at the Australian tent but they couldn't speak English! Re-organised all flights to UK and Australia, will leave for UK on 2nd Oct then leave for Australia on 21st Oct.
Tuesday 22nd September
Decided to take a bus down to Puerto de Santa Maria to see if it might be an interesting place to stay.......wrong, crappy little tourist hang-out which is really just a suburb of Cadiz. Spent 2 hours walking the streets looking for a room but only found 2 likely places, one was full and the other wanted EUR30 for a filthy hovel. Gave up and caught the train back to Seville, decided that as my legs were now feeling quite good that I may as well spend the next week doing the first part of the Via de la Plata. Got back to the Triana Backpackers at 9pm to find it was full, moved on to the Ole backpackers which was hot and cramped but much closer to the cathedral which is where the Via starts
Wednesday 23rd September Seville-Guilleno (23kms)
After spending the whole morning running around trying to get a credencial (pilgrim's passport to get you into the cheap hostels) I finally got under way at 1pm- when only mad dogs and Englishmen venture out. Street thermometers were showing 32 deg C as I made my way out of the city, the roads turned into a long straight track which disappeared into the horizon, the countryside was flat, brown and scorched and my watch thermometer was showing 35.8 Deg C.Finally staggered into Guilleno at 6pm after the hottest walk of my life and sank about 4 litres of water. The hostal is beside a hard-court 6-a-side soccer pitch with floodlights, games went on until 11pm when the lights were finally turned out. It was still stinking hot outside by this time and in the hostel it was like an oven so I put up the tent and slept outside.The hostel has about 6 assorted middle-aged men from France & Germany staying there, only 1 guy, Jean-Patrick, can speak English or German so it's pretty dull.
Thursday 24th September Guilleno-Castillo Blanco de Los Arroyos (20kms)
Started out at 8am while it was still dark to avoid the heat, everybody else had already gone, nice cool walk with some pleasant scenery and arrived just after midday. French and Germans already there and having afternoon kips, nice, big and cool hostel. Went and had a rather poor Menu del Dia lunch, dried-out fish and stringy chips then had a kip myself. The other pilgrims are a pretty dull lot, they seem to be just dedicated walkers with no interest in socialising. They don't even drink!!!! They just sit around in their own groups, go to bed at 9pm and get up at 6am, the place is deserted when I get up. Went out later and had a very tasty eggs, sausage and chips-very exotic.
Friday 25th September Castillo Blanco-Almaden de la Plata (30kms)
Up at the crack of dawn to a deserted hostel and set off, 3 ½ hrs of walking on the hard shoulder of a luckily not too busy road, then into a national park. Very hot and dry walking, had lunch under a tree and stretched out for a bit, saw a deer grazing beside the road. Set off again at 2pm, more park walking followed by a big killer hill-climb-lovely view-before descending into Almaden having run out of water ½ an hour ago. Everything closed for siesta of course, found the albergue and the French and Germans already in residence. Had a rest then found a supermarket and bought some cheese and tomatoes for dinner. Still very hot, but nice clean airy albergue.
Saturday 26th September Almaden-El Real de La Jara (16kms)
Short day today so refused to get up till it was light, had a blue cheese, tomato & turkey roll for breakfast washed down with a beer I had left in the fridge(well I couldn't leave it behind could I?) On the road at 9.10pm for a short farmyard stroll, waded thru herds of cows, pigs, sheep and goats......lots of goats. The goats follow me, they like me, they have chosen me as their leader, but there is nothing I can reveal to them. Disappointed, they return to bleating and foraging and whatever else goats do. Bit of cloud about so it was quite cool, another killer hill-climb just before El Real and arrived  at 12.30pm. Only one Frenchman at albergue so the rest must have pushed on to Monesterio, but wait, 2 hot little French chicky-babes have just arrived, I try and speak French thru a mouthful of blue cheese,tomato & turkey roll but fail to impress. Pub-crawl that evening, watch soccer matches and bullfights on Bar TV's. Lulled to sleep that night by the sounds of chicky-babes in upper bunks moaning in their sleep while Frenchman snores in bunk beside me.
Sunday 27th September El Real-Monesterio (22kms)
Up and away by 8am, Frenchman just behind me and chicky-babes still moaning in bunks. Bit of cloud cover so nice cool walking until last 5kms when sun comes out and a long, hot upward slog on a gravel road into Monesterio. Albergue is no longer functioning so found a spotlessly clean little room with toilet and shower at the Hostal Estremadura for EUR12. Had some lunch then a snooze, went for a walk around in the evening and watched a bit of the F1 Singapore Grand Prix on a bar TV.
Monday 28th Sep Monesterio-Fuente de Cantos (22kms)
On the road at 8.50am and caught up to a German guy, Horst, who had just caught up with a German woman, Birgit, then we all caught up with another German guy, Mattias and had a bit of a chat and a few Kodak moments then I left them resting and pushed on. All of a sudden the Camino is getting crowded! Lovely countryside, rolling ploughed fields and new-mown hay, beautiful sunny day with a slight breeze. Got into Fuente de Cantos just after 1pm and discovered that the albergue had been closed so walked to other end of town to get a room at the Casa Vincenta, nice bar but smelly dirty room, still can't complain at EUR9 a night. Spent the evening watching TV in a bar
Tuesday 29th September Fuente-Zafra (26kms)
Well, there´s 159kms done and I feel strong and fit with no aches and pains but I´ve got to get back to Sevilla to catch the plane to UK, Life´s ironic eh? And to cap it all An ATM has just swallowed my credit card saying it had been´instructed to withdraw this card, contact your bank´. I presume this has something to do with the previous withdrawals that I was querying, but to just take the card, what am I supposed to do? Luckily I do have back-up. UP AT 8AM and went to the post office to ship off my camping kit back to Aus, need to get on cheapo flights with backpack as cabin luggage as they charge you for checked-in luggage plus they wouldn´t allow my Swiss Army knife in the cabin. Now 4 ½ kilos lighter and I´m walking on air. Caught up with Horst and Birgit, Horst had been teaching her English so I had to be a guinea-pig for her to practise, also met an Italian walker, Luciano, and later passed Mattias sitting beside the road. Arrived in Zafra after 2pm and had a Chinese meal , off now to book bus back to Seville

Via de la Plata (Zafra-Salamanca) - Sep/Oct 2010


2010 Via de la Plata – Stage 2
Hi all,
Finally found an internet cafe.
Well, we spent a lovely week in beautiful Somerset culminating in my Dad`s 90th birthday party at which I met relatives I haven´t seen for 30 years. Then it was Eurostar train to Paris for a Pizza and a quick flip atound Notre Dame cathedral then the night sleeper to Madrid where we spent a couple of days eating and walking our bums off. Then train to Seville for more of the same, Mel´s sister joined us here and they went off to Cadiz to lollygag around a pool guzzling Pina Coladas and I went off to start my walk which went as follows:
 
Sun 26/09  Zafra to just past Villafranca de Los Barros  25 kms  (Total 25kms) Caught bus from Seville to Zafra (about 150kms North) which is where I finished walking last year, and started walking at about 11:45am. Very hot day and acre after acre of vineyards and olive groves, stopped for a beer in Villafranca where a local asked me where I was from, when I told him Australia he asked me if that was part of France!! Walked on another hour or so and decided to camp out in an olive grove away from the track, which was a track off of a track off of another track, hadn´t seen a vehicle for hours but as soon as I pulled my tent out a dirty great 4-wheel drive appeared from out of the grapevines and drove right beside me with the occupants glaring out the window. Decided to move on a bit and found a nice clump of bamboo beside the track, gingerly pitched the tent behind it wondering if there was a snake issue with bamboo and remembered that Giant Pandas were quite partial to it! Fell asleep with an orange moon rising over the grapevines and pondering the frequency of panda attacks in rural Spain.
 
Mon 27/09  to Torremejia 26kms  (Total 51kms) Woke at 7am, still dark but moonlit, 2 huge noisy vehicles with flashing orange lights on top come along track and stop right beside me on other side of bamboo, they pull off onto other side of track, switch off engines and then the sound of many voices, I risk a peep and see about 12 guys all standing around a huge fire that they´ve lit. What´s this? Police? Drug deal going down? satanic rituals??? It´s getting light so I get dressed, zip up the tent with all my stuff inside it and drag the lot about 200m down the track under cover of the grapevines. As I frantically pack up, it gets light and I see that the guys have put the fire out and are busy picking grapes! Farm labourers so I needn´t have moved at all! Bugger! Set off down the road, more vineyards and olive groves, 32 deg and the white dusty track stretches out dead straight as far as the eye can see. Finally arrive at Torremejia at 1:30pm just in time to get to the shop before it closes for siesta and buy lots of liquids! Have a look around town later but it´s dead and lots of places closed, must be a Monday thing. Have got a 6-bunk room in a hostel all to myself so spend evening there with salami rolls and bottle of wine.
 
Tues 28/09 to Embalse de Proserpina 33kms  (Total 84kms) Under way at 8.30am and meet first pilgrim. a middle-aged French woman, have a reasonable chat in my sparse French and then leave her behind. Still grapes and olives around but opening up a bit with cornfields, arrived at Merida at about 12:30pm, found hostel and got street map, decided not to stay in Merida as it was still early so had a walk around, looked at all the Roman bridges and acueducts and bought some food for later. Left at 3.00pm, all the cafes and restaurants were completely empty so they must take their siestas pretty seriously here, unusual for a tourist city. Arrived at Embalse (reservoir) after very hot 7km walk on tarmac and followed a sign which I thought directed me to walk anti-clockwise around the huge lake, 2 hours later I was still walking around it. Camped out at pretty picnic spot at water´s edge lulled to sleep by the sound of ducks and frogs.
 
Wed 29/09 to Alcuescar 33kms  (Total 117kms) Set off at 8.45, Mel rang, she and Theresa are due to catch a flight from Seville to London today but Spain has decided to have a national strike and Ryanair is unable to fly until maybe Saturday. Somehow(!!!!!) the national airline is unaffected by strike and Mel and Sis have to pay €240 each to fly out with Air Iberia (Ryanair flight was about €30). 
Carried on walking around reservoir until I finally found the road I was looking for and saw that I was nearly back to where I´d started around the water-damn!-should have gone clockwise and saved myself 2 hours walking. After long hot slog thru scenery not unlike Oz outback or South Africa Karoo arrived at Alcuescar where pilgrim hostel is in a monastery with lodging and dinner free! (You make a donation). About 10 of us around the dinner table, all Spanish cyclists except for 2 German girls, have a good chat to a Spanish cyclist and managed to understand most of it. Got a double room with a sink to myself - Yay! Huge Crucifix on wall over bed makes me feel very self-conscious, especially when taking a pee in sink. (I didn´t really.....honest....)
 
Thurs 30/09 To Valdesalor  28kms  (145kms) Away at 9:07am, pass Judith, one of the German girls and have a chat, later on pass the other one, stop at Aldea del Cano for a Tortilla Francesa (Omelette on a bread roll) and a beer. As I leave Judith walks in, she´s going to stay her for the night as she has a problem with her Achilles tendons. I push on for another hot 12kms on a track running mostly beside the main road and get into Valdesalor at 3.45pm, meet some English people with campervans who tell me that they´d picked up the keys to the local hostel from the council offices but had decided not to stay and had just dropped the keys back into the locked council postbox (bloody cheek-campervanners staying in pilgrim hostels!!) Went to council office to get key but office closed until 6pm, just for fun lifted flap on postbox and keys were just resting on top, they hadn´t fallen thru the slot properly-Yay! So the campervanners did a good thing in the end! Hostel was for free and turned out to be the changing rooms at the local football pitch and once again I had the whole place to myself. Found a bottle of floor-cleaning fluid and decided to use it to wash my increasingly filthy clothing, didn´t help much but my entire sparse wardrobe now has the fragrance of a pine forest!! Valdesalor is a half a horse town constructed in 1963 and of no interest whatsoever, the only place to eat was at an overpriced restaurant at the local petrol station. So I found a tiny, completely useless shop and bought a big bag of crisps and a bottle of beer and retired to my sporting venue and amused myself by trying to take self-portraits with my camera

Fri 01/10    to Casar de Caceres   28 kms  (Total 173kms)
Away at 8.30am, camino just zig-zagged across main road most of the time, got into Caceres at around 12pm, really beautiful city, pity they were digging up the Plaza mayor. Found internet cafe and sent previous bulletin, had an ice-cream and then long, hot, shadeless couple of hours to Casar de caceres. Free hostel here with only 2 people in it, treated myself to dinner in pavement cafe then bought chocolate waffle and milk for brekky(well I need the sugar don't I !!) Nothing happening in town so went to bed.

Sat 02/10  to Embalse de Proserpina  25 kms   (Total 198kms) Late start at 10.10am, very hot and shadeless first half then last 5kms on the tarmac even hotter, arrived at about 3pm, Albergue is on banks of beautiful reservoir and has a sign saying that it's closed today due to no water supply!! - beside a reservoir! Decided I'd camp out with the tent for the night, an Irishman-Mike- arrived later but decided to push on to the next village. Albergue was on hill and only level ground was parking area in front strewn with dog and cow poo, so, not wanting to be parked on or recieve any canine or bovine nocturnal visitations, I camped on the roof which was flat and had a wall round it, so I was safe from cows, cars and curs!

Sun 03/10  to Grimaldo 24kms  (Total 222kms) Up at dawn, grey skies look like rain, camino takes me up a short climb to a plateau then on to Cañaveral which it bypasses, started to rain at 12pm so staggered into Grimaldo bar at 1pm like a drowned rat in a poncho much to the amusement of the resident card-players. Hostel was right next door so after a tortilla, a beer and a coffee got in and  performed ablutions. Rained heavily all day so just mooched around the bar and had a nice gammon, egg and chips dinner while watching poncey Spanish matadors chopping up bulls on the tele

Mon 04/10 to Carcaboso  35kms   (Total 257kms) Away at 9.15am, cool and sunny, 4 hours walking in golden meadows and lots of trees, took a wrong turning and completely missed Galisteo where I intended to have a beer in Bar Los Emigrantes. Next 13kms to Carcaboso all on the road, no hostel here so got a room to myself in Bar Ruta de la Plata for €11 then bought some food in shop for dinner and the next day's walking. This is a very quiet camino, have hardly seen any other walkers, getting used to having the albergue to myself!

Tues 05/10 to Aldeanueva del Camino  43kms  (Total 300 kms) Off at 8.50am, cold and sunny with lots of dew about, nice pasture land with many cows staring at me, arrive at Caparra 21kms later, this is an arch which was part of a Roman village built at the end of the 1st century, talk about walking thru history! The only human life before the next town is here in the visitor´s centre which not only shows info about the excavations and pictures of how the town must have looked but it also has slot machines selling water, coffee and snacks. So parked off here for an hour and had lunch, my plan was to walk for another hour and then camp out and finish the walk the next day, but as the day wore on I decided to keep going and ended up doing the whole 43kms in the one day! Great Spanish couple in charge of Albergue, gave me a beer and wouldn't take any money, dried my washing in their room in front of electric fire then took me down to a restaurant where there were 7 other pilgrims all busy eating. Met up with German Judith and her mate and the Irishman, Mike who I had dinner with.

Wed 06/10  to Baños de Montemayor 12kms     (Total 312kms) Easy day today, yesterday's walk had put me a day ahead of schedule which meant I would have to spend more time in Salamanca where it would be expensive so i was trying to lose a day again.  All 12kms were on the road, I stopped at a bar after an hour for a coffee and the TV showed a street camera clip of a woman pedestrian being smashed into by an out-of-control car. Just what I needed before going back out to walk on the non-existent hard shoulder of a busy national road! Baños is very touristy place owing to the thermal baths there, and it was full of old people all going to soak their gout and piles in the waters. Had room to myself again in albergue, only other pilgim was a Frencwoman-Pascale- who I last saw coming out of Torremejia on day 3. Was thoroughly bored hanging around all day and decided to catch up with the other walkers the next day.

Thurs 07/10  to Fuenteroble de las Salvatierras  35kms  (Total 347kms) Off at 8.25, steep climb up out of town on original roman road then quite attractive scenery and passed thru a couple of dead villages where I had a very dried out Bocadillo. Got into Fuenteroble at 5.15pm to find about 12 people already in residence, re-newed my acquaintance with Judith, Mike, a French couple, Pascale and Julio a Spanish guy - we're getting to be quite a little clique now! Had dinner in bar with Irish Mike, when I got back to albergue at 9.30pm, the lights were all out and everyone was in bed. Real fun crowd!

Fri 08/10  to San Pedro de Rozados 29kms  (Total 376kms) Away at 8.25, looked cloudy but cleared up later, pleasant walk with a climb up from 950m to 1140m at Pica Dueña, passed a Dutch couple then a Swiss couple. After the hill there was a long boring couple of hours on the tarmac again, caught up to Pascale and we had lunch on a Roman bridge. Arrived at San Pedro at about 3pm and the whole gang was there except Mike who'd walked on to next village.
Crappy little village, managed to find a shop and bought a tin of lentils with sausage for dinner, had a good chat round the kitchen table with the French couple and Julio all of us speaking Spanish with varying degrees of success but covering a wide range of topics

Sat 09/10 to Salamanca  26kms  (402kms) I was 1st out of the Albergue with Julio, don't quite know how I did that because I'm usually last. The Albergue in Salamanca doesn't open til 4pm but if you get there between 12pm and 1pm you can leave your backpack there til it opens so i was in a hurry. Very cool walk, rained a bit, in the middle of nowhere I came across about 20 pilgrims standing on the camino in a big circle and singing hymns, they must have been dropped there in a bus or something. Got into Salamanca just after 12pm and bumped into Mike so we went and had a nice lunch on the Plaza Mayor - wish the Salamanca in Hobart was like this! So - End of my camino- walked around in the afternoon and bought some food for dinner which I ate in the albergue kitchen with Judith and the French couple. Finished the day-and the camino by symbolically chucking my cream shirt, which had got some interesting purple and brown stains down the back, into the rubbish bin.

Epilogue

Sun 10/10 Sun Salamanca Chucked out of Albergue at 8.am, everyone going seperate ways, Mike and the French couple carrying on to the next place, Julio being ferried by car past the next stretch because it's all road walking, Judith and her mate also finished and off to Portugal, Pascale also bypassing the road-walking by bus and I have to hang around til Tuesday to catch the bus to Madrid airport for the plane to London. Feel sad that I can't walk on and that I´ll probably never see everybody again, spent the morning walking the streets as they gradually filled up with tourists. Just want to get home now but have just got an email from Easyjet to say that there's a French Air Traffic Controllers strike on Tuesday and my flight may be cancelled, and I´m flying out of London that night!
HO Hum

Via de la Plata(Salamanca-Fisterra) - Oct/Nov 2011


Hi All,
 
Well I´m off on my travels in Spain again, this time I´m going to finish the last stage of the Via de la Plata which I have been walking over the past 2 years. I´m starting in Salamanca where I left off last year and doing the last 475 kms to Santiago de Compostela, I already left Aussie on the 16th Oct and this is the story so far.
Endured the usual hideous 36 hours of flights from Hobart-Melbourne-Kuala Lumpar-London-Madrid and arrived at my hotel in Madrid at half past midnight. Into the centre the next morning and Madrid is still as vibrant, colourful and busy as ever, had a walk around and bought a few essentials then caught a coach in the afternoon for the 3 hour trip to Salamanca. Arrived at the pilgrim hostel to find it was closed for the day for fumigation!-The day I arrive they decide to get rid of the bed-bugs!!! Got a room in a hostel that I stayed at last year, had a walk around town and a drink or 2 then retired.
Day 1 -19th Oct Salamanca - El Cubo (35kms) Got away at 9.25am, beautiful sunny day and a brisk 12·C, first 10kms were all thru the suburbs of Salamanca then along the hard shoulder of main roads until a village called Villanueva where I found a bar and had a cafe con leche and a slice of Spanish tortilla. As I was leaving a German peregrino(pilgrim) came in and we had a chat. Uwe (his name) said he had been walking for 5 days and I was the first peregrino he´d met! Mmmmm, gonna be a quiet Camino this time. Next 5kms were on a track across open ploughed fields and lots of corn-on-the-cob plantations, also a bit of dung-spreading going on as there was that unmistakable aroma of piggy-poo, I contrived to think fragrant thoughts! Next 15kms were a nightmare walking along a track next to a motorway, there was already a very good national road going North but the Spanish decided to build this brand new motorway parallel to, and 100m away from the old road. It´s something to do with having a huge grant from the EU and having to use it or lose it, no wonder european finances are in such a mess! Neither if the roads were in the slightest bit busy! Had a rest under an acorn-popping oak tree and Uwe caught up with me, had another chat then left him there. Staggered into the hostel at 6.30pm with Uwe arriving 15 mins later, hostel very nice and cost €5, Uwe went out to a bar for dinner and i stayed at the hostel and ate some bread rolls that I had bought, early to bed
Hello everyone
Thanks to those who wrote, cant reply individually, always someone trying to get on the computer!
Day 2 El Cubo - Zamora (32kms)   65kms so far Up at 7.00am, pitch dark and freezing, hospitalero(guy who runs the hostel) brought us breakfast of coffee, juice and croissants for €2. Out of the door at 8.15am just as the sky was turning red with the dawn, left Uwe behind but we met up again at the next village(Villanueva de campean) and had tortillas and coffee, Spanish tortillas are not like Mexican ones, they´re very thick omelettes with potato in them - very filling and cheap. Scenery got a bit more interesting then with more trees and then changed back to the yellow and brown sun-baked ploughed fields and cornstalks. Got to Zamora at 4.30pm, Uwe rolled in 20 mins later, after ablutions i found the library and got on the internet then went shopping for dinner and road-food for the next day. When I got back to the albergue there was a few more people there and the hospitalero was organising a communal meal, there was Mick from Australia, Gervaise from Ireland, Rafael from Guatamala, Uwe from Germany and 3 Spanish cyclists Manuel, Davi and Jesus! Had a great meal and the Spaniards spent the evening teaching me dirty words in Spanish. To bed full of wine about 11.30pm
Internet at last !
Day 3- 21st Oct  Zamora-Riego del Camino 36kms                   Total so far 103kms
Up and away by 8.50, Uwe´s feet are giving trouble so he´s staying in Zamora another day. Overtook Rafael after a while then he caught up with me and we walked into Montamarta together and had a drink in a bar. I sat by road to eat a cheese and tomato roll and Rafael walked on , next section was very hot with brown and yellow parched fields. Arrived at 1 horse village Riego at 6.30pm to find Rafael already in hostel, went for dinner together at bar, very basic steak and chips. We´re the only 2 at the hostel so we had a dormitory each, just as well as I could hear R snoring from the other side of the hostel!
Day 4 - 22nd Oct  Riego del camino - Tabara 32kms                       Total so far 135kms
Left at 8.50 again, Rafael is done in from yesterday and is just going to walk 8kms to the next village so I´m leaving everyone behind in my dust! Really cold this morning, had to wear coat and gloves, another over 30km day, by the time you get to the hostel, shower, wash clothes and find food it´s time for bed. Got quite hot in the afternoon and caught up with a tiny 66 yr old Austrian women-Renate- who was carrying a pack on her back that was bigger than her plus another smaller pack on her front. We found hostel together and were soon joined by about 6 cyclists. Walked into town and met an Australian couple(Kevin and Sue) from Adelaide who had a daughter living in Hobart. We had dinner together then I went back to the hostel.
Day 5 - 23rd Oct  Tabara - Santa Marta de Tera 24kms                           Total so far 159kms
Easy day I thought, only 24kms, but i had not reckoned with the rain that greeted me in the morning, waited until Renate and the cyclists had left and got way at 10.20 in the drizzle. Hit roadworks after an hour and got some really sticky mud on the boots, you feel like your walking on platform soles and the boots get really heavy, didn´t last long though. Passed the cyclists later digging mud out of their wheels, had a nice piece of tortilla in a bar at Villanueava de las Peras then back out under an overcast sky. Just before Santa Croya a man hailed me from a building set back from the road and made drinking signs at me, this was speaking my language of course so I went over. There were 7 guys all sitting round a long table covered with the remains of a meal and various bottles of alcohol, they plonked cheese, salami, bread and wine in front of me and we had a great chat in my halting Spanish(they said it was very good!). Turned out they´d been out hunting rabbits and showed me 1 dead hare, the entire results of their hunt! This building was a bodega, a place where they make wine and it had a cellar that had been carved out of the ground underneath the house, I got a guided tour and they sent me on my way with a bottle of wine. Got to hostel at 5.30 to find Renate already in residence, had rolls for dinner and went and watched TV in a local bar.
Day 6 - 24th Oct  Santa Marta - Mombuey 37kms                                             Total so far 196kms
Away at 8.50, Renate already gone but caught her up after half an hour, another half an hour and caught up with Kevin and Sue, chatted for a bit then left them behind. Found a shop in Calcedilla and sat on a bench to eat breakfast, Kevin and Sue went past and I think they must have stopped in the next village cos I never saw them again. Rain squalls in afternoon and scenery starting to look  bit African with long yellow grass,stopped at a place selling coffee in Villar de Farfon and found it was run by a South African couple and the guy´s mother, thew were missionaries of some sort and it turned out that the mother had lived in Lakeside, a suburb of Cape town at exactly the same time that I was living there - small world! Cold head wind in late afternoon and started raining as I approached Mombuey, found Hostel and located the Hospitalero for the key. I was the only pilgrim there, it was like a barn inside with no windows, spent quite a creepy night there!
Day 7 25th Oct  Mombuey - Puebla de Sanabria 31kms                                          Total so far 227kms
Away at 8.50(Why always 8.50?) very cold, been looking for an anti-dog stick to carry for days, found one this morning and 2 minutes later had to use it to repel a stroppy little mongrel.Pretty walk, lots of puddles, sky turning black with rain, walked thru 4 villages without seeing a human being let alone a bar or a shop, 5th village had bar with roaring log fire so in out of the rain and coffee and a brandy. Long walk afterwards, stayed on road for a  bit because my info says some parts of this section are unpassable after rain. Arrived at Puebla in pouring rain, €10 for this hostel as opposed to the usual €5 and the dormitory was very cramped, facilities very good though. There were 2 French walkers, 2 Canadians, a Swiss and a Spaniard in residence, the Canadian Louis and the Frenchman Jean-Louis cooked for evryone and we all chipped in and had an interesting dinner(rice soup!) for €3. Conversation a mixture of Spanish and French - rather confusing.
Day 8 26th Oct Puebla de Sanabria - Padornelo 23kms                                               Total so far 250kms
On my way by 9.30 into the pouring rain and today´s task is to climb from a height of 900m up to 1650m over a 6kms stretch, after half an hour my supposed waterproof boots have allowed my feet to get soaking wet and after 2 hours the rain has penetrated my poncho and I´m wet all over. Stagger into a bar at Requejo to find Louis and Jean-Louis there, nice fire going so hang my socks in front of it and watch them steam, after half an hour it´s back out into the downpour to start the big climb. Got to the top 3 hours later, wasn,t too steep but the incessant rain was wearing me down, so when a big truck-stop appeared out of nowhere with a bar, restaurante and hotel I dived in and warmed up with coffee ond brandy. After an hour watching the rain beat against the window I gave up and went and lashed out €25 on a room and had a hot shower, washed all my clothes and hung them on the RADIATORS in the room, everything was dry after 2 hours. spent the evening in the room with a bottle of wine and the TV!
Day 9 27th Oct  Padornelo - A Gudiña 32kms                                                     Total so far 282kms
Still raining when I got up but stopped before I left, walked down road to Acibero a pretty little village, I´d lost my anti-dog stick yesterday so obviously this news travelled thru the dog grapevine and 2 mangy mutts circled me barking agressively, I tried a trick I´d read about, I bent over and picked up an imaginary stone, the dogs fled immediately, I chucked the imaginary stone after them anyway just to make sure! Nice forest walk down to Lubian where I was supposed to have arrived yesterday  then a stiff climb up muddy and puddle-covered track to A Canda. When I saw the track disappearing down into the next valley I decided to stay on the road for the next 3 hours to A Gudiña, very boring but a lot easier. Found Louis and Jean-Louis already in hostel and JL half-cooked some mince for us which we had to chuck back in the pan!
Day 10 28th Oct   A Gudiña - A Laza 36kms                                       Total so far: 318kms
Beautiful day, Jean-Louis and Loius already gone when I leave at 9.05am, those two are carrying really heavy packs weighing more than 20Kg, mine weighs about 9Kgs fully loaded with food and water. Lovely walk along the top of hills with views down into villages and lakes, went thru some really poor villages too, absolute hovels with cow, sheep and pig poo everywhere, however lots of sattelite dishes on roofs! Long 10kms descent at end of long day, J and JL already in Hostel which is really luxurious with huge living room and great dormitories, we all went down to a bar for dinner that night. Discovered huge blister under little toe, doesn´t hurt, just feels like I´m growing another toe! Another blister von ball of foot does hurt.
Day 11 29th Oct   A Laza - Xunqueira de Ambia 33Kms                            Total so far: 351Kms
Away at 9.10am, took a while to get out of town as the arrows had gone missing again, 5kms along the flat then vicious climb over forested hill(reputed to be the worst on this Camino) up to a little village with a bar where the owner gives each pilgrim a shell to write their name and the date on, and he then hangs it from the wall or ceiling. There must have been hundreds hanging up there - including mine now! Gradual descent then thru villages, JL came from behind as he´d stopped at a bar, he stopped again for a rest later, that climb had really killed him, he´s been on the road for 40 days as he started in Valencia down on the south coast. Got to the hostel about 5.30pm, Louis already there and had bought beer for us, JL arrived 30 mins later and I shared my amazing dinner of cans of peas and meatballs with him! (Louis already his can of beans - this is how we eat!!) Annother really nice hostel with again just the 3 of us.
Day 12 30th Oct   Xunqueira - Ourense 22Kms                                      Total so far: 373Kms
Clocks back last night so lighter in mornings but still didn´t leave till 9.00am, L and JL already gone, wont see Louis again cos he´s going to stay in a private hostel in Ourense for a couple of days so he´ll be behind us now. Nice easy day, sunny, lots of villages and country roads then long haul thru industrial area then outer suburbs of Ourense to hostel. Met a New Zealand woman called Suzanne who had walked there from the Northernmost tip of Norway, she´d been walking for 15 months and worn out 3 pairs of boots, she was now catching a bus to Seville to go home and she sang us a blessing before she left!!! Think she´d walked a bit too far! Small skinny Argentine also in Albergue, looked like he was about to collapse under the weight of his own tattoos! Ourense very beautiful old city, had a walk around and watched the passing parade from a street cafe, went to a bar for dinner, JL was in hostel but didn´t see him the whole evening.

Day 13 31st Oct   Ourense - Cea 25Kms                                       Total so far: 398Kms
Away at 9.20-JL already gone(never saw him again!),bought food at shop then on the way at 10.05am, thru suburbs for about 5kms then another murderous hill on tar, rather dull walk thru several villages, stopped for a drink in a secluded bar and watched a cooking program on TV-they always seem to be on when I stop at a bar and the most unlikely-looking rough peasant-like old men watching. Pelted down for the last 2kms to albergue and arrived soaked, 4 Spanish walkers already there and in bed where they stayed until 7.30, 3 young ladies and a guy. Spanish cyclist arrived just after me. They all go out for dinner later while I stay in and eat bread and cheese (and a bottle of wine of course). Go out to bar later and watch the news on TV, seems like it´s flooded all over Spain!
Day 14 1st Nov   Cea - Castro Dozon  16Kms                                Total so far: 414Kms
Last out of albergue at 9.15, look for internet access but no luck so start walking, pass the 4 Spaniards and have a chat, it´s only their 2nd day on the Camino as they started in Ourense, get to albergue at about 1pm. I´m only doing 16kms today because I want to arrive a little bit later in Santiago so that I dont spend so much money(it only costs €5 to stay in an albergue) Spaniards had said thay would stay here too, but they didn´t show up, so I was stuck there by myself for the whole afternoon and night. went down to the only bar in 1-horse town then bought another can of meatballs and a bottle of wine and sat in the albergue till bed time (9.30pm)
Day 15 2nd Nov   Castro Dozon - Silleda 28Kms                                  Total so far: 442Kms
Windy night, lots of bumps and creaks, a bit creepy in an albergue by yourself. Got away the moment it got light at 7.55 as rain was forecast, after 50 mins it arrived together with wind. Lots of forests and dead villages, walked 4 hours before arriving at town called A Laxe and found a bar with a roaring log fire and had Spanish tortilla, coffee and a fat brandy! Prised myself away after an hour and back into the rain, another 2 hours to Silleda to find the albergue was closed for the winter, found a room over a bar, they had a washing machine so I bunged all I could into it, I normally just chuck everything onto the floor of the shower and trample on it for a bit! went to buy food and bumped into the 4 Spaniard, they´d decided to walk on to A Laxe the previous day and had ended up doing 34Kms and were now so completely buggered that they had only walked 8Kms today. Ate food in room and watched TV, more storms and floods all over Spain.
Day 16 3rd Nov   Silleda - Outeiro  25Kms                                           Total so far: 467Kms
Away at 8.50am into the rain, stopped at a bar in Bandeira, no log fire here, but barmaid with very generous cleavage giving out a lot of heat! Out into rain again, it comes straight thru my poncho and into my boots as well, really getting me down now, this is supposed to be fun! Get to Ponte Ulla to find nice big supermarket and buy lots of goodies for the evening, then have to carry it all up a steep forest track for 4Kms in the rain. Albergue is in the middle of nowhere (that´s why I bought the stuff at the suoermarket), there was a middle-aged Italian couple in residence already looking very chic in their matching red raincoats, matching blue backpacks and even matching maroon and grey sleeping bags! A couple of English-speaking Spanish cyclists arrive and we pass some time showing each other bad card tricks. Shortly after 7pm, pitch dark and still pelting down, the 4 Spaniards shuffle in looking very bedraggled and tired, luckily their are lots of radiators here and they´re all covered with a variety of damp socks and underwear!
Day 17 4th Nov   Outeiro - Santiago de Compostela 17Kms                         Total so far: 484Kms
Leave at 8.25, want to arrive in Santago for the pilgrim´s midday mass so need to step it out a bit, the 4 Spaniards (Doni, Elena, Jessica and Miriam I have discovered) are going to try to make it and we arrange to meet on the steps of the cathedral. No rain today, lots of big puddles to negociate though, The 2 Spanish card-trick cyclists whizz by shouting ¨´Buen Camino¨´, I arrive  at cathedral at 11.45 and get collared by old woman who wants to show me a room she has for pilgrims to stay, it´s very close apparently but takes 15 mins to get there and I have to run back to the cathedral. Very touching mass with lots of pilgrims and backpacks lying around, and this time they actually swing the botafumeiro (a huge silver incense burner hoisted up into the air by about 6 guys, originally done to disguise the smell of the pilgrims!) The 4 Spanish pilgrims dont show up, later that night I go out for a drink and bump into the Spanish cyclists and we have a couple of glasses of wine together.
So, that´s it, 2 years to do the Via de la Plata, but am still going to walk on another 90 Kms to Fisterra, which was where they used to think the world ended. Hope I don´t drop off!
Day 18 5th Nov   Santiago - Negreira  22Kms                              Total so far: 506Kms
On the road by 9.15am, showers on and off during day, pass 3 old German women then catch up to a young South Korean girl called 'So' singing very happily to herself , had a chat with her, she tries to say Rick but it always comes out 'Lek'. Go on ahead and pass a few more people, getting quite busy now cos we're getting people feeding in off the other Caminos, in fact albergue fills up that evening and some people sleep on mattresses on the floor. Walk into town and buy food in shop and eat in albergue, meet Swiss girl-Rumy- who's walked all the way from Geneva! Feel humble again. So doesn't show up but the 3 German ladies arrive about 3 hours later!
Day 19 6th Nov   Negreira - Olveiroa 33Kms                                       Total so far: 539Kms
Out by 8.20 into fog and climbed slowly upwards into the sunlight above, walk thru forests and villages and pass a few walkers, lots of cow poo around! Stop in a bar for a brandy and watch a bit of football on the TV, arrive at albergue at 3pm, it's right next to a barn full of mooing calves and another of foul-smelling pigs. It has a nice eating area with a huge fireplace, so we plunder some firewood from around the streets and get a roaring fire going, washed socks and hung them too close to fire and burnt holes in them - well you're supposed to burn your boots at the end of the camino so I guess that was destined to happen! So appears and then Rumy and we all eat around the fire trying to ignore the smell of my socks. Go out for a drink later and meet 2 Canadians and 2 Danes who'd also been in Negreira.
Day 20 7th Nov  Olveiroa - Muxia 33Kms                                                Total so far: 572Kms
Out at 8.45am, lovely day and beautiful hills and valleys, still walking over a carpet of hazel nuts and chestnuts -  nice villages and lots of dogs, had to show them the stick again, they don't like it. See the sea at last and walk down into the cute little town of Muxia, find huge and very concrete albergue and ablute! Only a few people here as most of them will have walked from Olveiroa to Fisterra, get chatting to Patrick, a Frenchman I had seen at Olveiroa, we go out to look for a restaurant but everything is closed cos it's Monday so we buy stuff at the supermarket and eat at the albergue.
Day 21 8th Nov   Muxia - Fisterra 31Kms                                                   Total so far: 603Kms
Leave at 8.35 into heavy cold headwind and do stiff climb up out of Muxia, very pretty beaches for first 3kms then up into the hills, catch up to Patrick at about 11.00pm and we walk together into Lires and get coffee in a bar. Starts to rain just as we leave and we start to meet people coming the other way from Fisterra, first we see So and take photos of each other in our rain gear, then I meet a Spanish cyclist who I'd last seen 8 days ago in Cea. Eventually catch glimpses of sea and are blown and rained into Fisterra at 3.30pm, follow signs for albergue for another half hour but can't find it, eventually get there to find that it's only info for pilgrims but has no accommodation. They give us a map of city and we set off to find private albergue but are suddenly headed off by 2 middle-aged women in a car who force-march us to their house where they have rooms. Patrick and I agree to share a room for €10 each, there is already a Dutchman and a Belgian who had walked from Belgium with his dog - smells like it too! We went out later for a Pizza then sat in a bar watching the locals play Bingo
Day 22 9th Nov Fisterra - Lighthouse - Fisterra 7Kms                                     Total so far: 610Kms
Thought we'd finished the Camino but apparently you have to walk to the lighthouse, peer over the edge of the world and think solemn thoughts (and burn your boots, but of course elf and safety have banned that nowadays, but I'd already done my socks!) so off we go up the hill, take photos of ourselves in front of the signpost saying '0 Kms', I tossed my trusty anti-dog stick symbolically over the cliff, then we gazed poignantly out to see to meditate on all that had gone before, but I got bored of that after 10 seconds so we buggered off!
Patrick saw me off on the bus back to Santiago at 11.45, he was carrying on to walk down to Lisbon, this after starting 1700Kms away in Le Puy, France. Humbled again......in UK now for R & R and to inspect the damage, both little toes have lost their nails and a strange-looking abcess on the shin, still alive though, time to head back to my dear, much-missed lady wife who is due to give birth to our first child on 2nd Dec.....but that's another Camino!