• Steve Broyles
  • Steve Broyles

Camino de Santiago

Walking to find clarity, seeking the present. Leia mais
  • Play!

    3 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 68 °F

    Faba is a tiny little village that's not-quite-half-way up the steepest climb on the Camino.

    Feeling strong so far.

    Strong enough to play a little 🐸 game while waiting on a delicious sammich and the original energy drink.Leia mais

  • En a Terra Galega

    3 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 72 °F

    It took me 30 years, but I made it back to Galicia!

    ¡Que alegría!

    Today's walk was stunningly beautiful. Wildflowers, rambling rivers, soaring vistas, stacks upon stacks of mountains receding into forever, cows, delicious food, creeks friendly hellos, a high quality path (usually), some shade, some sun.

    We couldn't have asked for much better than what we got.

    25.3 Km and 907m of gain
    15.7 miles & 2,975ft of gain

    Legs feel great, feet are tired but not injured.

    The change in architecture and foliage as one crests the ridge is immediately noticeable. We have moved into a much wetter clime. I hope we continue to enjoy such beautifully sunny days.

    Now it's time to clean up, rest up, then rustle up something for dinner in this one horse town made of mossy gray stone and slate.
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  • Sporty Climb to Start

    4 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ⛅ 52 °F

    The albergue in Hospital de Condesa was lovely. Much better than I expected for 8€.
    And I enjoyed watching locals hang out, chatting at the bar in slanting sunlight while cows strolled along, bells jangling and happy dogs at their heels.

    A fine evening with cool air for sleeping and a quiet crowd... I'll never take non-snorers for granted again. It's so nice.

    The morning was misty and cool, but is burning off quickly to give us sparkling green views of rolling hills and mossy dwarven forests. The trail didn't mess around, jumps right into a very peppy climb for about 2km... But then coffee. Yay, coffee!

    No pan de chocolate at 1st breakfast, but possibly the heftiest tortilla I've yet seen!
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  • A New Chocolate Bread Experience

    4 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ⛅ 57 °F

    2nd breakfast. No napolitana here, either, but a new treat: sugary bread with chocolate inside. Sorta like a donut.

    Views to stir the heart but wet feet from so much dewy grass and few surfaces offer less traction than wet running shoes on long dewy grasses.

    The trail is getting more caminantes than I am used to seeing and from the sounds of it, Sarria will add many more tomorrow. Which is fun! We walked with two women from Murcia and Extremadura for a while, enjoying their enthusiasm - one had started yesterday and completely lacks the "feet are wrecked" vibe.
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  • Self Care Day; Triacastela

    4 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ⛅ 72 °F

    The descent today looked brutal on a map, and crowds are growing and it was time to do some self care...

    So today's was a short 15km to Triacastela.
    I treated myself to a wash and haircut (and shave). Delightful. The sweet haircutter was tickled that I understand and almost can speak Gallego. We had fun.

    After the cut I caught up w Bruce for a delicious lunch and a bottle of wine for less than the cost of a bottle of wine in California. As we ate, I noticed a physical therapy storefront who advertised masaage. When they opened at 3pm (about the end of lunch anyway) I popped right in for an hour of pampering. Why not make it a full spa day?

    60 minutes of legs, feet, and back: a pilgrim's massage. Amazing. Luxurious. Healing. Wonderful. Well worth the 45€ pricetag.

    A nap was the best next thing before a ahower and then back to a spiffy bar to enjoy my annual scotch. Dad was an enthusiast and I felt it would be a good remembrance of his last day, to toast him. I'm glad that I did. It felt right and tasted pretty good.

    The rest of the evening was tasty snacks and pleasant conversation.

    Tomorrow we walk again. The increase in short-distance 'pilgrims' means that we have to plan more specifically, but I think it'll be fine.
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  • Chilly Start

    5 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☁️ 52 °F

    Morning yoga is less easy when cool mists are blowing across my exposed lower back in downdog. 🥶

    Stretching the calves, especially my left, really isn't optional at this point so I may as well do my typical routine. Good for the body, good for the brain, good for my heart. (And good for mitigating said calf's unpleasant tendency to ache).

    We got our typical 7:20 start. It seems vaguely wired into our pattern regardless of waking time we seem to walk at 7:20.

    We took the short(er) easy(ier) route through San Xil. Cows. Mists. Verdant Chaos of trees and moss and berry vines. All illuminated by a shy sun that occasionally blasted gold across everything.
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  • Donativo Hippy Happy; Terra de Luz

    5 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☁️ 59 °F

    Without notice, another wonderful place popped up on my radar...

    Terra de Luz (Land of Light) was a happy, welcoming space with abundant plants, art, happy vibes, comfy spots, and delicious food.... And Coffee! www.wisdomoftheway.com

    All operated on the concept of "pay whatever you feel is appropriate, take just what you need."

    I wish that I could believe such a model could work off-Camino... But somehow such things often devolve into a tragedy of the commons.

    Here, however, it means abundance from all parties and everyone seems to flourish under the unspoken agreement. It is humanity operating at optimum.

    Lovely.

    *I left behind the walking sticks that I adopted gratis in Muria. I do not like them on flatter/firmer surfaces. Perhaps someone else will enjoy them.
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  • Anger at 11:30

    5 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☁️ 66 °F

    Over the past several weeks I have noticed a curious trend: at about 11:20-11:30 I find myself muttering (aloud and with complete sincerity)....

    "Fuck this. I don't want to walk anymore"

    The last few days it has been accompanied by a laugh as Bruce and I mock my daily morning petulance.

    Today I actually started laughing, turned to Bruce and said: "I bet it's 11:30."
    "You're sick of walking"
    Steve pulls up sleeve to show 11:23AM
    "Boom!"
    We both got a good laugh.

    I was still 100% the *fuck* over walking for 10 minutes. But it passes. Looking at flowers helps (today was magnolias).

    Ahh.... Camino Life. Good times.
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  • Pilgrim Diner

    5 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F

    The best part of travel is meeting good people and recognizing how much we all have in common despite geography and upbringing and age and demographics.

    People are people.
    Love thy neighbor is good advice.

    At dinner tonight we had South Africa, Holland, Germany, California, UK, GA.

    Canada came by for a glass of wine and so did Iceland. Spain, France, and Italy also said hello.
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  • Signs and Portomarin

    6 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ⛅ 73 °F

    While I am generally very happy with signage, this is not the 1st time we have seen signs that require some interpretation.

    I chose right because the guide app said Right. Vamos a ver.

    We have recently been appreciating hydrangeas. They do well here.

    Also the Church in Portomarin is imposingly prominent but not very fancy compared to many we have seen.
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  • 2nd Shoe Failure

    7 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 57 °F

    Well.... Now both shoes have at least one failure. I'm sure that they'll make it another 79KM, but I'll be shoe-shopping soon.

    I'm not complaining. I have walked over 800KM in these with only 1 blister*. They're good shoes. I'll miss them.

    Shoes are quite the topic of conversation on The Camino. We all compare notes and are intimately familiar with just how our shoes need to be adjusted.

    One of the significant advances in foot comfort has been at least 1, sometimes 2, "sock stops" in which I remove shoes and socks, allowing everything a chance to dry out a little. I then re-powder my feet before setting out again (some folks prefer vaseline vs. powder). It feels so good to have a break and to start anew. On a really long day I might even don fresh socks. Luxurious! But requires added laundry.

    Among the amusing phenomena related to feet: any time we rest for more than a few minutes, upon walking again it really feels like "these aren't my feet anymore. I don't know how to use them at all"

    It takes at least 20 meters of mincing shuffle-step to start to loosen up the tight parts and then walk again. "Fun"

    River/pool soaks at the end of the day's walking are wonderful. Pure joy.

    *Clyde is doing pretty well. No infection, seems to be receding on his own. I won't miss him.
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  • Ponte Campaña from Gonzar pt 1

    7 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F

    I should make an album of all the good doggies who have said hello.

    Today was a fairly easy 23km. We woke rough: some folks woke up to loud alarms before 5am (not that unusual) then spent *an hour* getting out of the room.

    It's hard to explain what an obnoxious breach of etiquette this is. Sleep is precious when one burns a few thousand calories each day and the norm is for quiet hours from 10pm to 6am. When folks wake before 6 the generally accepted thing to do is have your bag already packed and stealthily slip out of the room with minimal audio/light impact. You can arrange and adjust your gear in a hallway or common area.

    Today's folk must have packed and repacked their crinkly plastic, ripped open velcro, and zipped and unzipped every pocket. They dropped things, they conversed, the 4 of them made at least 10 trips to the bathroom and used their phone lights to illuminate as much as possible.

    All the while the rest of us did our best to pretend we would return to sleep for a few more moments. It didn't work.

    But!
    A little misty-morning yoga helped me restore some empathy and peace... Then the sun came out to make a beautiful morning.

    We strolled an hour, chatted with cows, and found a tasty coffee and an enormous tortilla. Then my shoe broke (see other post).

    We had some hills and got a sweeping panoramic view of the mist-filled valley to the South, the large moon to the West, a hazy sun to the East, and a golden pathway towards the North. Sometimes the hard climbs yield the greatest vistas.

    As we get deeper into Galicia, the typical grain storage (corn?) buildings are more frequent. They're elevated to protect from animals and water, and decorated ... Just to be beautiful.

    A dog said hi.

    Oaks shaded us.

    The Michael Jackson graffiti persists.

    And eventually we stopped for a 2nd breakfast that included amazing honey-drenched crepes. To. Die. For.
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  • Ponte Campaña from Gonzar pt 2

    7 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 77 °F

    After crepes we paused for a moment in Palas De Rei, bought delicious cherries at the farmer's market, and I managed to talk my way into a really cool stamp for my credencial.

    We pushed on through, enjoying sunny weather and smooth strolling until we arrived early to our lodging - near 1PM.

    Order of the day was relax, clean laundry, soak feet in the river, sip wine and chill in a hammock. Easy to enjoy.
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  • Coffee makes the next hill Better

    8 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F

    And while ~30 isn't big mileage for us at this point, I think that the accumulated wear and tear is adding up. My feet are a little sore, my left achilles straight up hates me, and my knees would prefer we avoid any additional downhill.

    ....and yet I find myself happy.

    In part it is surely the amazing view that I'm currently enjoying. Corn, eucalyptus, fallow fields, country manors, and a few stands of oaks present a vibrant mosaic across which fluffy clouds make sunshine spots dance and shadows drift.
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  • Tabernavella from Ponte Campaña

    8 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 72 °F

    30km didn't feel long a few weeks ago, but I think my body is tired as today's km's did add up a bit.

    It was worth it. A beautiful day and now we are within a day's walk of the Finish!!

    I think we will still take two, in part to prolong the experience and in part to arrive comfy on Monday vs. whupped on Sunday- Sundays aren't great for walking as most of Spain is closed, anyway.Leia mais

  • Lavacolla from Tabernavella

    9 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ⛅ 57 °F

    Relatively gentle day, our last 'full' walk of 24.5km.... which seems remarkably easy compared to how it felt 40-something days ago. The human body is remarkable for its adaptability. The human mind is remarkably adaptable as well, but I think that's another post.

    The views and forests continue to inspire smiles but not so much to inspire photos, it seems. I only took a few, but I promise: it was lovely.

    The weather was delightfully cool and breezy with scattered clouds: perfect for a quick stroll. We had fun.

    Update on "we": somewhere along the way Bruce and I combined with Jaime, Klara, Jayne, and Angelique of UK, Germany, USA and The Netherlands. We had some stalkers from Texas for a while but they noped out yesterday and leapt ahead to Santiago to luxuriate in an AirBnB instead of our humble albergue tonight. Can't blame 'em. We hope to share some cheer tomorrow.

    Highlight of today was stopping in the woods to listen to a beautiful voice echoing through the valley. A lone man was walking along the road- possibly a Pilgrim, maybe not- and singing opera at full volume. I was tickled by how impressive his vocal power is, and accompanied by birdsong and morning light filtering through the trees it was a moving experience for me.

    We also enjoyed two solid breakfasts, some pretty doors, amazing flowers, plenty of laughs, and meeting a few other pilgrims now that various Camino routes have converged.

    It has been a good day.
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  • Santiago

    10 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 66 °F

    After 950km and 40 days

    Here I am. I am happy, accompanied by wonderful people. I am feeling strong and accomplished and proud.

    What a fabulous decision it was to embark on this journey.

  • Santiago "Last" Night

    10 de julho de 2023, Espanha ⋅ ☀️ 75 °F

    I have delayed this post because there are too many things to share... But we eat an elephant one bite at a time, no?

    I am sitting on a comfy bed in Vigo, Spain right now and it's been a few days since I arrived, enjoyed, and departed from Santiago.

    What did we do upon arrival? We cried. I think each of us shed at least one tear.

    Then we attended to logistics, because that's what you do when the day's walk is done. For me it was checking into a slightly overpriced but very pleasant little hotel near the Cathedral.

    Then we celebrated with food.

    I've been anticipating delicious seafood for weeks while enjoying "pilgrim fare" that was sometimes great yet often monotonous. Seafood is something about which I am passionate, and Santiago de Compostella has a well deserved reputation for excellence in this arena.

    1st lunch was ok. Some steamed stuff. I don't think I even took pictures (hunger and mediocre presentation)... But while seated I noticed a small sign over a busy door and intuition told me: "Go"

    Petiscos do Cardeal is the real deal. Fantastic food, friendly service, tasty wine. My mouth is watering now at the memory! Bruce and I dug into 2nd lunch with gusto, and I invited friends. Parker, Theresa, and Bridget joined quickly. As we gluttonously enjoyed the fare and the experience, Jamie, Klara, and Jayne found us and we all had a few laughs around plates of ultrafresh, perfectly prepared delights from the sea.

    That meal wound down in time for everyone to get some rest or shopping or showers taken care of and then several of us reunited on the main Plaza to find (1st?) Dinner.

    Fate and our keen sense of culinary adventure led many of us to find the rest of us at a cute little street front restaurant called Lume.

    Lume does not have a star (yet) but is in the Michelin Guide and with good reason. It was one if the best dinners I have had in years.

    The highlight for me was a mind-bendingly delicious "Salpicon acevichado" dish of scorpionfish with mussels in a tomatillo lime marinade. I make a *lot* of ceviche, and I am damn good at it. This redefined my idea of how good ceviche can be.

    I'll add dish descriptions to the photos... Each was fantastic amd there were 6? 7? Courses with perfect country-style bread and delicious local wine. We spent about two hours enjoying dusk, excellent company, and wonderful service. The price was so low I'm reluctant to share.... I would have happily paid double and still it would have been less than many "that was good" meals I have purchased in California.

    We wrapped the evening by sitting in a square behind the cathedral, sipping drinks with a fluid cast of various friends we had made along the Way while listening to five Spanish men sip wine and play string-instruments. Because apparently that is what they do until 2AM every now and then. The music was beautiful, the acoustics magical, the cathedral bells accompanied the songs regularly... And when they rang a second time after two the party wound to a close for this happily exhausted traveller.

    I strolled through mostly-empty streets to find my comfy rest, alternately grinning and whistling Asturias.
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    Final da viagem
    10 de julho de 2023