Foncebaden to Monte Irago
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My jaw dropped when I arrived in Foncebaden: what was less than a decade ago a dilapidated, haunted village with only two functioning structures containing hippie-run albergues has become a boom townRead more
My jaw dropped when I arrived in Foncebaden: what was less than a decade ago a dilapidated, haunted village with only two functioning structures containing hippie-run albergues has become a boom townRead more
A second grueling day: crossing the Monte Irago Pass and then picking my way painfully downhill across scree for 5 km to the first pueblo below, El Acebo, just about wrecked me. I’m staying here inRead more
Taking a rest in El Acebo, I realized that after three weeks of hiking with my 17-18 pound pack, I need to give my body a break and send my pack ahead of me so I can make better headway. Today, the 18Read more
Only inclined to eat and sleep here. No big castle explorations for this pilgrim.
Stuart and I really enjoyed Ponferrada on our last pilgrimage, but this time, being alone, different experience.
This town is the jewel of the Bierzo region—so lovely.
All day I sniffed the fragrance of the grapevines which are giving off a sweet grape aroma even though I don’t see any flowers nor grapeRead more
My last three days on the Camino: I will climb O’Cebreiro tomorrow crossing into Galicia and when I arrive in Triacastela the next day, I will begin the journey home. Arriving in Santiago is not aRead more
Today was my penultimate day on the Camino, starting out at 7am to beat the heat, I walked two hours before reaching the base of the mountain then climbed without stopping for two and a half hours,Read more
My last stage ended here, 120 kms from Santiago. So many mixed feelings. I’m ready to go home but love being in the big wide-open, so quite bittersweet to leave the countryside and commenceRead more