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    • Day 75

      regentour

      October 6, 2019 in France ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

      eingepackt wurde alles noch im trockenen. dann gings weiter mit etwas nieselregen, der uns eigentlich noch nie von der fahrt abgehalten hat. und auf einmal kam der starke regen. wir beschlossen, bis zur nächsten unterkunft weiter zu fahren. die fahrradroute führte uns neben jacks burger vorbei und dort haben wir uns aufgewärmt. der regen hörte auf und wir starteten durch. weiter gings entlang des fahrradweges, bis er abrupt endete (siehe foto). ein wendemanöver mit der carla war unmöglich, also mussten wir mittendurch. stadtbesichtigung durch bayonne und anschliessend starker regen bis zum bitteren ende. der camping wollte uns nicht mehr in einem mobilehome; wir seien zu spät (um 15.00 Uhr gibt es kein check-in mehr); also flüchteten wir ins b&b hotel. die kinder geniessen ihr eigens 4er zimmer und wir ebenso. moritz war noch so lieb und hat uns die foto geschickt von gestern.Read more

    • Day 1

      Day 1 - Bayonne to Espelette 24 kms (30)

      May 13, 2023 in France ⋅ 🌧 12 °C

      Our first day on the Baztan was full of surprises, not all of them good. But I can say that, despite the odds, our day ended well. It was a day we won’t forget in a hurry.

      We left the Refuge de Saint Jacques at 7.30 in light rain, after a good night’s sleep (yes even in a dormitory) and a typical French breakfast - cafe, pain et confiture. We were the first to leave the gite, thanked our kind hospitaleros Jean-Pierre and Claire and wished our fellow pilgrims, heading for other routes, un bon chemin. Apart from the weather, we were expecting an easy first day in the valley before the climbing that is to come.

      We had about 24 kms to walk with the halfway point being Ustaritz. For the first 12 kms alongside the River Nive we had dark grey clouds threatening and intermittent blue skies toying with us. We were happy to have our walking umbrellas. We made it to Ustaritz, bought a sandwich from a supermarket and found a ‘tranquille’ spot, beside the cemetery! The rain largely abated and we had just 12 kms to walk to Espelette. What could possibly go wrong?

      About an hour after Ustaritz, and with just 7 or 8 kms to go, the path led further down into the valley and was suddenly impossibly impassable! See photo and video. After various attempts at ‘walkarounds’ we accepted that we had to retrace a few kms and find another way. This we did, but two hours later we found ourselves in the same situation but even further from our destination. Once again we had no choice but to retrace our steps. We knew by now we were many more hours walk from Espelette, even if walking on the road.

      I can say that after many Caminos, and more than a few challenges, we’ve never felt quite so (almost) defeated. As we made our way back up the forest path towards the road a young woman appeared. We said bonjour and, without hesitation, Domi told her of our predicament and asked if she had a car nearby. She did. We would be happy to pay her if she could drive us to Espelette. She said she’d be happy to drive us and did not want any payment. She was kind and delightful. 🙏

      During our rescue journey we learned that our Camino Angel’s name is Maia and that she is expecting her first baby. She told us about the very heavy rains of the previous week which resulted in that section of the Baztan Valley being impassable. She assured us that there was no path that would take us around the flooded area. Somehow it made us feel better to know that. We were in the car with Maia for nearly half an hour which - albeit on narrow winding roads - gives some indication of how long it may have taken us to walk.

      And all of a sudden we were in Espelette. Maia didn’t want a photo taken but took one of us alongside the ‘rescue vehicle’. Despite her protests we insisted that she please accept our offer - if not for herself then to buy something for the baby with the gratitude and good wishes of the Australian and The French. ❤️

      There were a few times today when we wondered if we would make it to Espelette. Well, we are very happily settled into our room at Hotel Euzkadi and have just returned from a sumptuous dinner in their restaurant. Now … we can look back on today as ‘un grand aventuré.

      And we have what we think is a good plan for our next two stages. Until then. 😎
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    • Day 34

      Pintxo Eguna

      May 4 in France ⋅ ☁️ 24 °C

      Bayonne centrum er delt op i to bydele Petit Bayonne og Grand Bayonne, delt af floden Nive.
      Hver år har disse bydele en konkurrence om at lave de bedste Penãs. Bayonne ligger i en region på grænsen til Spanien. Denne region nægter at bruge hverken spansk eller fransk sprog, så de har deres helt eget. 😳 Penãs er det samme som en bruschetta. Altså en lille skive brød med noget lækkert fyld ovenpå.
      Mange spisesteder melder et hold til denne konkurrence. De starter tidligt og laver de lækre Penãs. For dem handler det om at blive kåret til den bedste. Det er lidt af en festdag for dem, ikke alle er ædru. Når kl slår 18 åbnes dørene og gæster kan købe disse Penãs for 1 eller 2 Euro. Det er frivilligt. Overskuddet går til velgørenhed. Nu handler det så om, for gæsterne at finde de her spisesteder og købe Penãs, og selvfølgelig øl/vin.
      Der er lavet et kort over bydelen og så går skattejagten ellers i gang. 😁
      Vi nåede 7-8 steder og på kortet var der 36. Der var også lige en bus vi skulle nå, ellers havde vi vel spist og drukket endnu. 😁🤔
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    • Day 85

      2 Tag in Bayonne

      September 10 in France ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

      Seit dem Beginn meiner Reise,
      habe ich ein Fahrrad in meinen Kopf. Es wäre die Option gewesen, falls meine Füsse nicht laufen können oder ich zu viele Blasen hätte auf diese Art des Reisens zu wechseln.

      Während des Weges sah ich viele, die mit dem Velo unterwegs waren. Ich träumte in Erinnerungen an die Fahrradferien mit meinem Onkel und Cousins als ich 9 Jahre alt war. Diese Ferien sind einer meiner schönsten Kindheitserinnerungen.

      Als Erwachsene dachte ich immer wieder mal, das möchte ich wiederholen, aber ich habe es aus xy Gründen nie gemacht. Also kaufte ich mir heute ein Fahrrad das mir Louis empfohlen hat. Er trägt sicher auch einen Teil bei, meine Liebe zum Fahrrad erweckt zu haben 😊🚴.

      Nico der Verkäufer und meine neue Herbergepartnerin haben mir den Weg La Vélodyssée entlang der Küste empfohlen, den ich morgen früh starten werde.

      Highlights:

      Fahrrad 😍 und Fahrrad fahren

      Foodhall
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    • Day 8

      Back to France - Bayonne

      May 18, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 64 °F

      I'll start my solo Camino del Norte from Bayonne. I walked this route back in 2018 and started in Irun in Spain - I didn't realize then that I could start on the trail in France.

      I saw the rest of the group off on the Camino in Pamplona, then headed to the bus station for my journey to Bayonne.

      After arriving at the pilgrim refuge Chez Veronique where it appears I will have the place to myself the first order of business was to do laundry.

      While my clothes were in the wash I decided to wander over to the Bayonne Cathedral, which is right next to where I'm staying tonight.

      It's quite a beautiful place. Rather than try to write about it myself I've copied what Wikipedia has to say.

      "The site was previously occupied by a Romanesque cathedral that was destroyed by two fires in 1258 and 1310.[1] Construction of the present cathedral began in the 13th century and was completed at the beginning of the 17th, except for the two spires which were not finished until the 19th century. The structure has been much restored and refurbished, notably by Émile Boeswildwald, architect to the French government in the 19th century, and a pupil of Eugène Viollet-le-Duc.[2]"
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    • Day 1

      Bayonne: the adventure begins

      April 18 in France ⋅ ⛅ 15 °C

      Day 1
      I arrive in Biarritz, but my rucsac doesn't make it! So the adventure begins with nothing on my back, and the opportunity to do anything I like. The airport palm tree makes me feel safe, comforted even; I decide to explore Bayonne for the day (the next flight from Stansted arrives tonight), which wasn't on the itinerary at all but is close to here and said to be really beautiful. Bonus! 1 hour's walking ahead. Hooray for the Camino!
      En route, a Carmelite nun at the convent door: 'vous pouvez entrer l'eglise pour prier'. Silence, warmth, depth. I lie on the stone floor in tears, no clear reason why, except 'everything'; the sense of embrace, peace. I breathe ... relief.

      A wander through a very beautiful and fashionable city, a baguette at the side of the river, encounter with my first Spanish pilgrims (I almost understood them!), a kindly welcome in a private pilgrims' hostel and my first pilgrimage stamp. A nap, and then the very welcome email confirmation that my rucsac had reached the airport. A galette de sarasin in the evening sun at the ocean in Biarritz, with a glass of Breton cider. Happy, happy adventuring!

      Jürgen, retried orthopaedic doctor from Köln, Camino Frances. Veronique, my host ('le basque est stupide! Est-ce que on parle latin en Italie?!': a political tirade. My french is pretty good, it seems, to understand all that!). Tatiana and Serghei, not yet so lucky with their missing luggage from Canada/Moldova, Vamino Frances. Camille, French pèlerine at the Refuge des Pèlerins, Camino del Norte.

      I have such a 'story': it seems to be complex and wonderful and awful; but so too - I have to presume, whether disclosed or not - does any individual. And so does every tree, every flower! What a wonder.

      There's welcome for me from so many directions.
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    • Day 2

      Day -1 Bayonne

      April 9 in France ⋅ 🌬 14 °C

      After a long day flying we landed in Biarritz where we meet up with a bunch of fellow pilgrims trying to figure out how to get to Bayonne and the train that will take us to St Jean Pied de Port and the start of our camino.Read more

    • Day 294

      Foire au Jambon

      April 7 in France ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

      Seit 1462 findet Anfang April in Bayonne die "Schinkenmesse" statt. Der Beste Bayonner Schinken wird nach strengen Kriterien, von der Schinkenbruderschaft (ich denke Zunft oder Gilde) ausgewählt und später verkauft, außerdem gibt es viel Essen aus der Region, es wird viel getrunken, und gefeiert.
      Vor der Markthalle wurde getanzt und in der Markthalle war es ähnlich voll wie draußen. Unser Mittagessen haben wir vor einem der vielen Restaurants gegessen, Tische, Bänke und Stühle standen überall draußen, und jedes Restaurant hatte ein oder zwei Menüs im Angebot. Auf einem Volksfest (teilweise erinnerte es an Karneval) habe ich mit Sicherheit noch nie so gut gegessen!
      Später haben wir uns weiter durch die Stadt treiben/schieben lassen. Auf dem Festplatz waren viele Stände aufgebaut, vielleicht hätten wir vorher besser nichts gegessen und uns stattdessen hier durch probiert.
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    • Day 12

      Easter Saturday in Biarritz

      April 8, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 13 °C

      OMG just realised I haven’t written up the day, and it’s 10.40 and I’m showered and ready for bed…and there’s so much to say, but will try and make it concise!! First, I must elaborate about the wonderful dinner last night, rather than just the photos…it was at La Table de Sébastien Gravé, and a very special night. And for €49 a head it was pretty amazing, compared to our prices for the equivalent meal.

      Anyway, today we got the bus to Biarritz. Another beautiful day, and found it is as enchanting as ever. It is ritzy, but not formal and posh…in the front there is La Grande Plage (where today there was a surf carnival, sounded just like Manly with the loud speakers etc) then there are promenades each way, which lead to many other coves and beaches, and amazing rock formations. So beautiful…Carole and John were blown away I think, and tomorrow we all plan to return there for another day of relaxation.. Biarritz is between Bayonne and st Jean de Luz….bigger and it is where the airport is. So we had a light lunch in the little fishing village area, walked to the lighthouse, and eventually went to get the bus back at about 5 o’clock…

      Well that was the start of the craziness…we knew the jamon festival in Bayonne was a big thing, plus it’s Easter Saturday and a holiday, but we got the bus at the beginning of the journey back, and with the crowds waiting it was full to start…I managed to get a seat, but the others stood the whole way, as at each stop more people packed on…all about 20+ and obviously heading to Bayonne to rage! It was quite funny, and happy…like a party bus…and when we got back, Bayonne was crazy…crowds that you could hardly walk through…

      We wanted to find somewhere for dinner, but had doubts of the possibility…but happily found a creperie that had tables not yet full, and that was a good dinner..galettes with Basque jambon, cheese etc. (very like 4 Frogs!)…getting back to the hotel was a feat…Amr and I stayed out and tried to find somewhere to eat tomorrow night, but places were either closed or not taking bookings…so we’ll see…maybe a late lunch in Biarritz! And another funny thing, at the creperie, when Amr and I were waiting in line for the one toilet, we got talking to the couple in front of us and he was amazed we were Aussies and said he lived in Australia 10 years ago, and in Manly!! He couldn’t believe we lived in Manly, and thus developed a great friendship!!

      Off to sleep, but will put some photos of the beauty of Biarritz.
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    • Day 13

      Easter Sunday, another trip to Biarritz

      April 9, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 16 °C

      Our last day in Bayonne - and we decided to go again to Biarritz…it is so easy on the bus (even if chaotic on the return journey!) and the lovely weather holds. So first we went to the aquarium which we had seen yesterday and planned to return to…Carole and John were very impressed and happy there, and we didn’t last as long as they did, but it was a good display, and we agreed to meet at the same fish restaurant as yesterday at 2pm, for a late lunch. We went by there earlier, and our waiter recognised us and said if we came at 2 it would be fine (the sign said finish lunch at 2, but we did see them seating people after that, a flexi schedule).

      So we met at 2 and had a lovely Easter feast. Not quite as frenetic as yesterday but all quite busy, and the bus coming back to Bayonne was as crowded as ever. After lunch we all went our separate ways. C and J went back to see the Basque Museum in Bayonne, and we wandered along the waterfront one last time, had a coffee and after more wandering had a drink at a very swish bar (the array of bottles was impressive).

      Now back, and getting ready to get the little train up to St Jean Pied de Port tomorrow morning. About to meet C and J for a drink, and maybe a very small snack (I am still full from lunch)…

      Back from our small eating…I just ordered cheese as couldn’t face an actual plate, even salad! Maybe it was because I ate all the mash they served with the fish! It was delicious, with a touch of nutmeg…tonight it was a plate of lots of cheese to share, so we have smuggled a supply out in a napkin to have tomorrow…but some cheese, bread and a glass of red was all I needed now…and an Easter egg from the hotel reception! Perfect. Walking back we noticed that the clouds are gathering…I think our perfect weather may be ending…can’t complain though, it has been so good.
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