Monthly Archive: November 2013

I made a conscious decision not to write poetry on the journey, leaving it perhaps for a later time, but I tried to find a verse or song for each day to borrow words...

I bade farewell to Brun and Tobias and headed down the main road towards Cee and Corcubion, which my iPad has attempted to autocorrect to Concubines. I wasn’t unhappy to be on the road...

This has been Toby’s last day of sharing my journey, because he wants to go to Muxia — which is becoming something of a fable among the Camunists (which is how I describe the...

We have marched much further than the Brierley map suggested, making the most of a fair day to put some miles under our feet and finishing with the grand total of 37 km. Villaserio...

And so we are all here, so many faces from the road turning up at the mass, Toby predictably wandering off and finding his own space, but so many faces from the last two...

Well, we didn’t go to O’Pedrozou after all. We hatched a plan to walk all the way to Monte de Gozo, which only left us a five kilometre walk into the city and plenty...

I’m chilled and the 30 kms of walking in the rain (again) has left me very tired. I walked through plantations of eucalypts today and was homesick for wild trees after days of walking...

Today was wet, dark and gloomy, and as always, it affected my mood, but all the serious walkers stopped at a cafe at the 11 km mark, joined by a bus load of Japanese...