Chapter & Verse

You all know me… I like to write about my adventures. I love to share the news and events that shape my camino. This year I had such plans. A short walk on the Camino Frances with another small group of walkers from France. The Camino Ingles in May… postponed twice last year so I was hoping it would be third time lucky! A walk with Gerry in June and then back to Portugal in the Autumn. Oh what plans. And now of course they may all remain just that… plans. Postponed.

But I’m well and safe in France. Our loved ones and friends are safe and well and that is all that matters right now. The things that we have taken for granted for so long are all precariously balanced as the world unites to fight this unseen terror.

A few weeks ago I had an idea and now that I’m at home in isolation I thought it might be a good time to turn it into reality.

I’d love to compile a book of stories from pilgrims walking to Santiago; I’m going to call it Chapter and Verse.   

There are a few events that I can clearly recall from many of my caminos and often these events aren’t necessarily anything amazing.  The night we shared our favourite funniest youtube vidoes with other pilgrims in the albuergue and we laughed until salty tears ran down our faces.  Or the very quick stop at the worst bar ever bar on any camino and the plague of flying ants we met when we left.  Or the beautiful mass that brought tears to my eyes and evoked memories of days gone by.  Or my Camino Buddy hiding behind bins as she waited for stampeding cows… learning about Thin Spaces, meeting people with life altering stories or just standing in the mountains and seeing nature at it’s very best and realising how beautiful our world is… I could go on but you get the idea.  Every pilgrim will have a story.

I am asking pilgrims to share those stories and anecdotes with me.  It can be anything, something spiritual, something funny, or bizarre, or peaceful, or a camino angel, or the opposite, a night of snoring or illness or cold or a storm, a great meal, a coincidence… anything… we all have standout stories and moments that we can recall.

I’ve made a little website that I hope explains everything and can be shared

I plan to compile stories in location order along the towns and villages of the camino. As you read we’ll move closer to Santiago. Your tales can be from any camino.

ALL PROFITS FROM OUR BOOK OF STORIES WILL GO PEACEABLE PROJECTS; A CHARITY THAT SUPPORTS THE PEOPLE WHO SUPPORT PILGRIMS

I would love to hear from you. I simply need :

  • your first name
  • the camino you walked
  • the location (roughly) where your story happened
  • and of course your story

I am so excited to start this project and I can’t wait to read your stories

STAY SAFE PILGRIMS!

Frigiliana to the Lost Village

The locals call us swallows. We fly down south in winter and then head north again in spring; I think it’s a fair description. As with other years we’ve spent the last few weeks enjoying the glorious winter sun of southern Spain. We’re in Axarquia, east of Malaga, in the hills above Frigiliana.

We’ve rented a little villa which is nestled at the foothills of the Sierras de Tejeda, Almijara y Alhama natural parks and from our terrace we can look down over the village and beyond to the blue, blue Mediterranean sea.

Frigiliana is one of Spains more famous pueblos blancos and is by many considered the pueblo más bonito de España… the most beautiful village in Spain. The entire old town is now a UNESCO world heritage site with good reason. Imagine in your minds eye a typical white Andalusian village tumbling down the side of a hill and you will imagine Frigiliana. It’s visited by tourists around the globe but in winter the roads are quieter and come late afternoon we feel like we have the place to ourselves.

We’ve spent our time here enjoying the company of friends and family and simply exploring the area. And of course, because it’s me, we’ve also spent a fair amount of time walking these glorious hills; just like today with our walk to Acebuchal.

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Escorted Camino in Portugal 2020

I’ve been asked so many times to organise a group walk.  I worry that taking this route is a path fraught with difficulties but after an amazing week on the Camino Frances last year, with a group of wonderful wonderful pilgrims, I decided that it wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

This year I have two planned escorted walks.  The first is a Camino Frances taster in the Pyrenees, walking from St Jean Pied de Port to Estella in May; and this group is full already!

The second is an escorted camino in Portugal.  Covering a few days of the Coastal route, then moving across to the Central route and also including the Spiritual Variente.  This walk will be different in that we will be staying only in hotels.

This video shows the amazing coastal section of this camino along with the variente… the inland section is just as fabulous!

I’m so excited about this walk; I think it pulls together some of the very best sections of the Camino Portuguese! You can find out more here on my Walking website. (feel free to share – although I am only taking 8 pilgrims and 3 places have already gone!)

Walk with me in Portugal : https://thenwewalked.com/camino-portuguese-escorted/

I have so many other plans for 2020 and 2021… I can’t wait to share them but… that’s for another time!

Happy New Year Pilgrims… and Buen Camino xx

I Thought It Might Help

Day 11 Padron – Santiago

I loved my little bunk in Alburgue Rossel.  Forgetful thing that I am though, I took the locker key with me this morning and I forgot to pay for my laundry so I will post that back before I leave.

My plan today was to have a short day.  I wanted to look around Iria Flavia again, visit the church and get my Padrona certificate.  So I stayed in bed a little later, had coffee and took my time.  I left at just before 9.00 and the first thing I noticed was the cold.  Wow.  The sky was cloudless and the air so cold I could see my breath.  I made a quick stop to add layers and put on my hat and gloves… Brrr it was cold. Continue reading

I Just Felt Like Walking

Day 9 Arcade – Caldas del Reis

I slept well in my little room but I do keep waking up on Portuguese time… Around 6:30.  Anyone that knows me well  knows that usually I struggle to get up before 9.00 so this is a tad unusual and not a habit I want to get used to. So I read the news and tried to doze until 7.30 when I finally felt it was OK to get up. Continue reading

Decisions Decisions…

Day 7 Tui – O Porrino

Matt once told me that we all see life through our own lens and last night’s alburgue was a perfect example of this.  When we first arrived yesterday,  soaked from the rain, the old building was cold and felt quite uninviting and I feared it would be another night shivering under the blankets.  However when we returned from the supermarket the central heating was on, the radiators were hot and I felt all together a much happier Pilgrim.  Continue reading