Camino

Day 37 - Rua to Santiago

We made it. We miscalculated, the walk was 25 km, instead of the anticipated 20. We left early, so as to arrive in plenty of time to get good seats at the noon pilgrim Mass at the Cathedral. At the end of Mass, the botafumeiro was lit, and began its pendulum swing across the nave of the church billowing great and glorious clouds of smoke. After that, we milled about, enjoyed a beer in a busy square, and grabbed a bite to eat. We have a day of rest tomorrow (first one in over a month), and then my flight home is Tuesday. I am looking forward to not having to walk tomorrow!

Entering Santiago  

Entering Santiago  

In front of St. James

In front of St. James

Day 36 - Arzua to Rua

An easy hike of about 20 km brings us within 20 km of Santiago. We have it on good authority (rumour) that some American seminarians have forked over the 300€ to pay to get the botafumeiro smoking tomorrow at the noon Mass. Our plan is to head out about 5:30am to get to the Cathedral in Santiago in plenty of time to attend Mass. 

With only 20 km remaining, we feel like we are almost there. Probably every pilgrim experiences mixed emotions about this moment. On the one hand, one is eager to arrive at the destination he has been walking for a month to reach; however, on the other, one does not want the experience to end. Some may even be particularly ambivalent about the necessity of returning to the burdens awaiting them back home.

Twenty-four and there's ... 

Twenty-four and there's ... 

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Much of the path is now canopied by overhanging eucalyptus trees. No koalas to be seen however  

Much of the path is now canopied by overhanging eucalyptus trees. No koalas to be seen however  

Day 35 - Portomarín to Arzua

Now only 38 km to Santiago, two more sleeps. We hiked 30 km today. Lots of ups and downs. It's also getting hot. Probably around 30C.  

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Day 33 - Sarria to Portomarín

The scenery during today's 22 km hike was very similar to yesterday. The notable difference now is the volume of pilgrims. Sarria is a popular place for people to start, as it is just over 100km from Santiago. It is the shortest distance one can do to officially complete the Camino de Santiago. The path is getting extra crowded, especially with newcomers who have not learned the lessons taught by 700km of walking. I find them loud, sometimes obnoxious, and often ignorant of the rules of etiquette of the Camino. For example, two people passed me by in succession blasting music out of their smartphone speakers. Then, a woman came and followed me, literally three feet behind me, driving her hiking poles (with metal tips) into the pavement, making an intolerable raucous. The Camino wants an atmosphere conducive to peace, quiet, and contemplation, not this. I keep trying to remind myself to be patient toward these uncouth touristy newcomers. 

Day 32 - Triacastella to Sarria

Nothing too much to report on today's short 19 km walk. The day started off misty in the mountain, and gradually cleared up. Below are a smattering of photos to give a sense of the day.

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Day 31 - O'Cebreiro to Triacastella

A lovely 20 km jaunt today. Quiet Camino pathway mostly through forests and fields. The only tricky part was the 650 m descent into Triacastella (apparently there used to be three castles in this little town). While the uphills are strenuous, the downhills are more dangerous and hurt my shin splints. 

Day 30 - Villafranca del Bierzo to O'Cebreiro

Mercifully, the rain held off yesterday until the last half hour of the 31 km walk. The first 25 km were pretty straightforward, the last 6 km entailed climbing up the side of a 700m mountain. Needless to say, we were pretty tired when we arrived at O'Cebreiro. We have definitely entered the province of Galicia.

The central feature of the little mountain town of O'Cebreiro is the little pre-romanesque parish church, which houses a protective glass case a twelfth-century chalice and paten, the cup and small plate used for the bread and wine consecrated in the Mass. The story goes that sometime in about the fourteenth century a peasant from a neighboring village struggled through a terrible winter storm to O Cebreiro, risking his life to do so, for the sole reason that he desired to attend Mass and receive communion. The priest presiding at the Mass, a man of little faith, found this altogether too much, for he did not value the Eucharist nearly as much as did the peasant. As the peasant approached proached to receive communion, the priest cynically looked down on him for the faith and devotion that led him to risk his life just to participate in the Mass. At that very moment, the moment when he said, "This is my body ... this is my blood ..." and before the doubting priest's own eyes and in his own hands, the consecrated wine held in the priest's chalice turned into physical blood and the consecrated host on his paten became physical flesh, the very body and blood of Christ. This was clearly a divine rebuke of his cynicism, his lack of faith, and his arrogance toward a humble peasant who in fact was far richer in faith than was he. The priest repented of his spiritual callousness, and according to tradition both men are now buried together in the small side chapel where the chalice and paten are held. Their common tomb endures as a reminder not only to believe but also to walk away from the cold cynicism and haughty arrogance that are the handmaids of a desiccated faith. A lit a candle there for the sanctification of all priests, and especially those of our diocese.

With a fellow peregrino, now less than 200 km from Santiago  

With a fellow peregrino, now less than 200 km from Santiago  

Scenery from the top of the mountain

Scenery from the top of the mountain

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Day 29 - Ponferrada to Villafranca del Bierzo

Not much to report on today's 25 km hike. Actually didn't take any photos. We are in the Bierzo wine region (I didn't even know there was a Bierzo wine region), so have been passing through vineyards again.  In order to fully immerse ourselves in the experience, we have purchased a bottle of Bierzo wine, which we will sample later this evening, before supper.

Now, we are bracing ourselves for tomorrow's jaunt — 32 km, with a killer 700m uphill ascent at the end of the day. It promises to be one of the more difficult days of the Camino. To make matters worse, the weatherman is prophesying rain throughout the day. Could be fun! 

We are currently 185 km from Santiago, and will be entering the region of Galicia tomorrow.

Day 28 - Rabanal del Camino to Ponferrada

Today's 34 km walk (I never thought I'd walk 34 km in a day!) was characterized by a steep 400m ascent, followed by a steep 900m descent. We climbed to the highest point on the entire Camino. Near the highest point is the Cruz de Ferro, the iron cross — one of the most notable monuments on The Way. Pilgrims carry a stone up the ascent, and leave it at the base of the cross as a sign of leaving some sin behind, and changing for the better. I too left a stone there. We are now about 200 km from the shrine of St. James, which means we've walked almost 600 km.

Cruz de ferro

Cruz de ferro

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Me, at the highest point on the Camino

Me, at the highest point on the Camino

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The steep descent

The steep descent

More steep descent

More steep descent

Day 27 - Astagora to Rabanal del Camino

Easy 21 km walk today. Perfect weather. Started off cloudy, but sun eventually broke through midday. Around 19C. We have left the flat bread basket of Spain, and are now in untended fields and forests. The land has become much more hilly. We are now bracing ourselves for an arduous trek of 34 km tomorrow, over a mountain. 

I reported a few days ago getting sick from food poisoning. We have since learned that many people have gotten sick along the way, most likely from water from the fuentes, water fountains.  I've resorted to bottled water, and water from trusted establishments.

This is actually from yesterday, in Astagora. Tres amigos in front of the bishop palace, designed by Gaudí. 

This is actually from yesterday, in Astagora. Tres amigos in front of the bishop palace, designed by Gaudí. 

From today. Frequently, along fences, one finds these crosses embedded in the fence. A sign of devotion of the peregrinos. 

From today. Frequently, along fences, one finds these crosses embedded in the fence. A sign of devotion of the peregrinos. 

Day 26 - Villadangos del Páramo to Astorga

Astorga is a relatively large city (for rural Spain), comprised of some 12000 souls. It rained, and I mean rained, for most of the 26 km walk here. We rolled into town looking like beleaguered waterlogged half drowned refugees. 

Beautiful Gothic Cathedral  

Beautiful Gothic Cathedral  

Bishop's palace. Designed by Gaudy. I am told he never actually lived here. Now it is a museum  

Bishop's palace. Designed by Gaudy. I am told he never actually lived here. Now it is a museum  

Day 25 - León to Villadangos del Páramo

It took us about two hours of schlepping through an industrial zone of León to escape the busy environs of the city. The rest of the 21 km walk passed, for the most part, along a busy two lane highway into Villadangos, a sleepy highway town reminiscent of those along the highways of rural Ontario.  

Leaving León we came across this weary traveller taking a rest (closeup below). His expression captures the fatigue of the weary pilgrim after a long day of walking. Note the flecha , arrow, at the base. These are our guides along The Way.

Leaving León we came across this weary traveller taking a rest (closeup below). His expression captures the fatigue of the weary pilgrim after a long day of walking. Note the flecha , arrow, at the base. These are our guides along The Way.

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Entering Villadangos, we were rewarded with this beacon of hope. We are now less than 300km to the shrine of St. James

Entering Villadangos, we were rewarded with this beacon of hope. We are now less than 300km to the shrine of St. James

Day 24 - Mansilla de las Mulas to León

Javier, the host at our hostel last night, turned out to be quite and exceptional fellow. After asking him to stamp out credencial  (pilgrim passport) in the afternoon, he invited us to share a couple glasses of wine with him (Spanish hospitality mores preclude the possibility of declining). He took quite a liking to us. After a bit, he asked us where our wives were. We then told him we were priests, he responded, "Before you told me that, I liked you guys. Now I REALLY like you guys!" He was absolutely delighted to have two priests staying at his place, and insisted we share another glass of wine with him. Upon leaving in the morning, he repeatedly told us how he would not forget us, and gave us couple of Camino t-shirts, asking that we take a photo with us wearing them when we arrive at Santiago and that we send him the photo. He kissed us on the forehead, and nearly wept as we set out in the morning. Javier's kindness and hospitality were touching to us both.

Now I know why many people skip today's 19 km walk, and take the bus into León. It mostly follows a really busy and loud highway into León through its industrial and commercial zones.

León is a large city of about 130000 souls, and a beautiful Cathedral. We went in an enjoyed it, but my photos won't do it justice. Head over to Wikipedia for more info.

León Cathedral  

León Cathedral  

Day 23 - El Burgo Ranero to Mansilla de Las Mulas

Today's 18 km were almost an identical repeat of yesterday. We continue to travel along a flat straight stretch of an ancient Roman road — one which the Emperor Augustus himself used.

The name is derived from Mano en Silla  (hand on the saddle)  that also defines the towns coat of arms. The addition of de las Mulas  (of the mules) probably refers to the towns earlier prominence as a livestock market. 

We are now 19 km to León, the last large city of the Camino.  

Today's scenery. Just like yesterday  

Today's scenery. Just like yesterday  

Mansilla de las Mulas coat of arms  

Mansilla de las Mulas coat of arms  

Day 22 - Sahagún to El Burgo Ranero

A nice 17 km walk. Leaving Sahagún, we came across a marker telling us that that town marked the halfway point. I guess they are contending Terradillos' claim to this milestone. I'll give it to Sahagún, as they have gone to the trouble of erecting a fine monument specifically for pilgrims to use to photograph the occasion. See below.

Having crossed the halfway point, the pilgrim experiences a shift in mentality. The struggle in the first half is physical. In the second, spiritual. The closer he gets, the stronger the gravitational pull that Santiago exerts on him. During the first half, reaching the Shrine of the Apostle seems a distant possibility. Now it seems a proximate inevitability. Even though we are over 350 km away, it feels like we are almost there.

Halfway marker in Sahagún  

Halfway marker in Sahagún  

Most of the 17 km today looked like this  

Most of the 17 km today looked like this  

A nice monument at the entrance of El Burgo Ranero

A nice monument at the entrance of El Burgo Ranero

Day 21 - Calzadilla de la Cueza to Sahagún

Feeling much much better today. Rendezvoused with Fr. Brad Markus last night. He started the Camino a few days after us and will finish a few days before us. We will be grateful for his company for a few days. For much of the 20 km walk today we were shrouded in our rain gear as we traversed a path aligned with the edge of a storm.

After many days on our feet, we have finally passed the halfway point (Terradillos de Los Templarios). We popped in to dry off and celebrate with a café con leche (half coffee, half milk). 

Over halfway there

Over halfway there

Walking the edge of the storm

Walking the edge of the storm

We thought the sign in the middle was funny

We thought the sign in the middle was funny

Day 20 - Carrión de Los Conde to Calzadilla de la Cueza

First setback of the pilgrimage. After writing last night's blog, I faced the unpleasant symptoms of food poisoning. Suffice it to say, little sleep and I had to do this day's 16 km on an empty stomach. Those 16 km felt like 30. Thankfully, I was able to keep food down by the end of the day. The walk itself was excruciatingly monotonous. Basically four hours of the below photo, with no hills or turns.

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Day 19 - Frómista to Carrión de Los Condes

By far the easiest day in over two straight weeks of walking. Only 21 km but super level. We have entered the bread basket of Spain. Tonnes of wheat and barley everywhere, little rain and lots of sun. We are now 435 km from Santiago, which means we are almost at the halfway point. We are all excited about this milestone. Still no blisters, and legs are working fine (knees and feet are unabatingly sore and tender, but still ok). Hoping that everything keeps working for the second half. 

Had a really nice path for about two hours today. The rest was along wheat fields

Had a really nice path for about two hours today. The rest was along wheat fields

We met a fellow peregino on the way in Villalcázar de Sirga. There are tributes to pilgrims all along the Way.

We met a fellow peregino on the way in Villalcázar de Sirga. There are tributes to pilgrims all along the Way.

Added value. I noted earlier that we have been hearing the call of the cuckoo bird along the way. At first I thought it was nice, until someone explained to me the disturbing truth of cuckoo nesting habits. Take a look, and decide for yourself. 

Day 18 - Castrojeriz to Frómista

25 km day. Beautiful day, but not much shade along the way, so the sun got to be a bit much. Began the day with a 150m steep ascent, and then we went back down the alto  . Not sure why we couldn't have gone around the hill, but I guess the Camino wants to teach us that sometimes you have to take the more difficult path. At any rate, it provided some magnificent vistas (which the camera never really captures).