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  • Day 12–13

    Santo Domingo to Belorado

    April 28 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Wow, what a day.

    It was a beautiful start to the day – crisp, clear and fresh as I left Santo Domingo de la Calzada. There were contrails from planes high above in the air and rolling fields of wheat in every direction.

    The villages were appearing regularly and that helped the morning go quickly. I spent a bit of time walking with Bill from Brisbane, who is approaching retirement and wondering what to do with the rest of his life. I’m sure he’s going to figure it out by the time he reaches Santiago. The scenery was beautiful, and it also allowed me to spend some productive time in my head for the first time. It’s only been the last few days that I’ve started to feel that I’m getting into the rhythm of the Camino and I’m feeling very comfortable.

    The villages came and went and there seemed to be a lot more pilgrims around today. Maybe it was because there were several stretches where you could see a long way ahead and the Way was populated with the colours of the backpacks of pilgrims from all over the world. I stopped at a few churches as I went along, but I’m still having trouble with the extravagance of the altars in the Spanish churches, seemingly at odds with the peasants and farmers who would have had to finance these structures in times gone by.

    I finally reached Belorado and had trouble phoning my accomm, which is off the Camino path, and which was meant to be picking me up. I went to one of the stores for a drink and then the problem started to make itself clear. For some reason, there is a power outage across Spain and Portugal. It sounds serious. I found Johann and Franck, from The Netherlands and Belgium, who were sure it was a Russian intervention on the power system for Europe. They could be right! I finally made contact with Anna from our accomm and she arranged to collect me from the church in Belorado.

    While waiting for my pick-up, I watched a line of pilgrims at the nearby Albergue as they queued for a bed. Leah from Germany was in the crowd and I reconnected with her after a few days of having not seen her. The ‘bed race’ from each alburgue to the next makes life difficult and I can’t see how those involved can enjoy their Camino when they’re racing to the next town just to get a bed for the night. I’m hearing stories that accomm is becoming particularly tight as we progress along The Way. Bill from earlier in the day is having his daughter and wife organise his accomm ahead of him and he told me that there is nothing available ahead for the next couple of weeks. He has to walk to San Juan tomorrow and then take a cab to Burgos in order to find something. I also ran into Lucky Sakamoto again and he had another 13kms to go to Villafranca this afternoon for his accomm. His story is the same in terms of no available accomm. It pays to have all that organised.

    Anyway, we arranged our pick-up for the accomm and Anna our host was most apologetic about the situation. It happens that there are about half a dozen Aussies and Barry, an Irishman, here tonight and we all told her not to worry. Because there is no power, dinner is being prepared by Anna’s mother in her home on coals and we all couldn’t be happier. At least they had beer and a G&T that kept us happy. The place I’m staying at is off the Camino and, as we stood outside the accomm having a drink, we could look to our left and right and see the whole village, pretty much. It's going to be one of those nights, I think. As it turned out, the power was restored in time for a shower and then dinner. These are the things that happen on El Camino.

    Belorado is a nice little town that is holding on to its heritage past. Along the Way out of town, there are brass plates along the road with the footprints and handprints of famous people. I know Emilio Estevez’s (Writer, Director and Producer of the movie The Way) plaque is here somewhere, but I settled for Miguel Indurain, a famous Spanish cyclist.

    Today, I crossed into the province of Castille y Leon which is the largest autonomous region in Spain. I will spend quite a lot of the Camino in this region as I travel through the Burgos, Palencia and León provinces. Tomorrow, I’m off to San Juan de Ortega and only two days to Burgos.

    Efren’s video of today’s walk can be found by clicking on the link below.
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cy9xaSSBGPY&amp…

    Distance today: 23kms
    Total distance travelled so far: 235kms

    Buen Camino, db
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  • Day 8

    Day 7 Espinosa del Camino

    April 9 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C

    After a 31km day I am staying with the local German cat lady. I think there are 10-15 cats running around and she's following me around with a cleaning cloth. I hope she's just the cat lady and not the crazy cat lady🤣🤣.
    Today, as last year, is my least favorite walk. Road construction, path by the highway with lots of big trucks, very little shade BUT there were way less people. Maybe I left too.late yesterday at 7:30, today I left today at 7am. Well the cat lady is making me supper, hope it's appetizing.
    Shorter day tomorrow then Friday I walk to the Burgos train station. Time is flying..
    Oh I forgot, hope you didn't get all that snow?, here it's day 2 in shorts😎
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  • Day 15

    Grañón to Espinosa del Camino

    April 24 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 16 °C

    It’s warming up here! Only about 70 but it made for a warm walk uphill in the sun wearing backpack and hat and too many clothing layers. Several pictures from Belorado here which I thought was an extra cute town. Lots of murals and art. 5 storks nests on the church bell tower! Grand Canyon style rock formations.

    We made it to La Taberna de Espinosa Albergue in Espinosa del Camino. It is full, but we have beds. The meal was fantastic! 4 courses. Our Australian friend even helped do some of the preparation.
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  • Day 14

    Grañón

    April 23 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Staying in Grañon tonight at a room in a Casa Rural, with my Camino acquaintance. 15 miles done today. About 15 more tomorrow. Mostly uphill tomorrow but not too steep yay. Grañon is tiny with just one bar/cafe. But of course a big 400 + year old church.Read more

  • Day 59

    Carrying on to Leon

    April 1 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 72 °F

    We had 11 pilgrims last night and another great dinner. Phil and I taught the hospitaleros as much as we knew and headed out late this morning.

    We stopped at the bakery to get our t-shirts and say goodbye to the bakery team of Susanna, Chuchi, and Chuchi's dad. It was a beautiful sunny day. We stopped once for a sandwich and a soda.

    We are in the village of Villoria de Camino. This is the birthplace of St. Domingo who built bridges and roads for pilgrims in the 9th century. We are sitting in the sun watching tractors roll by.

    It was such a beautiful day compared to our pre-hospitalero walking. I hope it holds. We'll walk a few weeks before heading to Zamora for Easter.
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  • Day 60–61

    Detour/Rest Day - Granon

    March 31 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    Yesterday we found sleeping bags at a bazaar. Why? Because we decided to go off plan and visit a parochial donativo where we got to have a special Camino prayer service in the choir loft, sleep on mats on the floor (hence sleeping bags) and cook and eat a communal meal.

    We were greeted by hospitalieros who asked about our physical and spiritual state. They gave us food and water. Later we helped cook a meal for all the pilgrims, attended a pilgrim's mass, ate dinner and had a pilgrim's candlelight vigil.

    It has been truly humbling to witness the people who come to church each evening to pray for and with the pilgrims. Many of them have very little means, yet they show up and pray with you, they hope that you will grow closer to God and wish you a Buen Camino.
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  • Day 53

    Day 12

    March 26 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 50 °F

    We had a priest from the Ukraine stay with us last night. It was a little crazy as he came right at supper and wanted permission to do a Mass. Our local priest didn't respond to us right away, so we finally reached out to our mentor, Marina. She had another way to contact the priest, and he came right away to take the Ukrainian priest into the church.

    We had a couple of Spainish men cooking last night. One was a translator and the other a student. They .ade a pista, which is a vegetable stew of sorts and meatballs with sauce. VERY tasty. The kitchen was a bit of a disaster layer, but that's ok. Great fun!

    I went to the store today with the volunteer helper, Cesar, again. We spent almost 300 euros on food and supplies, but we are doing well with donations so far.

    We have 10 in the house so far, and I imagine we will get a few more.
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  • Day 14

    The universe always has a plan for us

    October 24, 2024 in Spain ⋅ 🌙 9 °C

    The first sound of life in the albergue was 4am as Caesar was up early. He motioned to me as he passed by my bed...my reply a simple 'No' crazily he planned walking a 27 mile day stopping in Burgos. He is such a lovely gentle soul from Columbia. A real privilege to have spent time which such a warm young man.
    For so many people the excitement of Burgos is a pull. I'm not a city kinda girl and never will be. I will pass through tomorrow, allowing some sightseeing time.
    My alarm went at 5.45. For the first time, today I really wasnt feeling it. I simply did not want to walk, but rather go back to sleep. Physically I felt good, but today is the 13th consecutive day of walking. It was not helped by looking last night at the profile for today with a horrible hill climb straight away. I am grateful I did it in the dark! What you can't see can't hurt you and all that...
    It never ceases to amaze me just how resilient we become. How quickly our body becomes conditioned. My feet remain blister free. A tad sore today as there was a fair bit of road walking. My knee? It felt every step today.
    The climb to the top of the hill started me off coughing one of those coughs that spasms. My saviour? Viktor a young Ukrainian man with a hard boiled lozenge. We passed a couple of hours chatting as we talked. I practised some of my ukrainian, and he his English. He escaped to Poland 2 yrs ago. A young man with impeccable manners
    After the horrible hill, the walk was easier, through gentle forest, and down hill. The first coffee stop aka as breakfast was 7miles in, and much needed sustenance.
    From here the trail became rocky and more exposed, and uphill. It was purely signed in part because it had been diverted- signs indicated no entry for military reasons. So was the first lengthy diversion of the day, adding distance.
    It was certainly easier going on for than for Vanessa, a Spanish cyclist I met last night. She had to dismount and struggled to get her bike up the path.
    Today's walk was supposed to be 17 ish miles. It ended up 24.5 miles! (39.42 km)
    I arrived at my destination, only to find the albergue closed! I ranted a little, and headed back to the previous town to find accommodation for the night. It added extra distance that I will again cover tomorrow.
    The thing that strikes me the most? 3 weeks ago, I would still have several hours later be holding on to this and peed off. Tonight? I am sat here enjoying the company of my fellow pilgrims wondering just what lesson the universe wishes to impart today.

    The Camino has renewed my patience. I feel at peace. I feel happy, and relaxed despite the long miles. May the Camino forever be my happy thing, for I am already planning for the next part of the journey.....

    Miles today 24.51
    Total miles 256.95miles. (413.5 km)
    Steps today 51017
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  • Day 18

    Azofra to Castildelgado

    September 17, 2024 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    We walked through farmland again. We stayed in a place that isn’t even really a village in someone’s home. Walking through tiny villages. It feels less prosperous area, not as much money around. Less shops & cafes and life, harder to buy things. I have been in a harder place as concerned about Ed. I found a very hidden away little shortbread shop in Grañón, a village with barely any shops, or at least they were not visible because it was siesta time. Spanish villages are deserted in the afternoons and it’s hard to buy anything. I bought lots of shortbread and mango cake. I like to have snacks in my pack, especially now as the villages are thinning out and we might go for many hours without access to much. Big change from previous days.Read more

  • Day 15

    Santo Domingo de la Calzeda to Belorado

    September 15, 2024 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    Today Robbie and I walked alone after our date night in Ezcaray as it is off the path. We had great convos, but it was so very hot and because it's Sunday, everything was closed. Halfway through the 20km we finally found a place that sold hard boiled eggs, bananas and beers by donation. It all tasted heavenly!
    At the end of the long walk, our hostel was awesome and it even had a pool.... 6 degree cold plunge but so good. Today's Camino was brought to you by hot dusty roads, cold plunges, blister care vending machines, beard clippers, New York Damien, laundry that doesn't dry and sore knees.
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