- Time of past OR future Camino
- Camino Frances Roncesvalles to Sahagun Oct 2016
Sahagun to SDC April 2017 Burgos to SDC April 2018
Well here I am back in the snows of Ontario after a month in Spain. I have learned a couple of things from the last Camino.
Number one is that the national bird of Spain has to be the common house fly. I once again learned to eat with one hand and flap the other hand wildly around to protect my nose, mouth and other orifices of interest to the little pests. I drew the line though when I discovered a fly doing the back stroke in my beer. At least, I assume it was the back stroke as I can't say that I've seen the under carriage of a house fly. As with all things Camino; learning and adaptation gets you through.
The second piece of information was a little more serious. As I lurch down the road to my 80th birthday; I am looking at facing the fact that I may have walked my last Camino. My mind is more than eager, but my body has gone from: will you please stop this to Hey cut it out! The body moves more willingly into our elder years than does the mind. I finished the last walk, from Burgos to Santiago, and said to myself: this is it. I am going to stop Camino excursions, and concentrate on representing Canada at the next summer Olympics in a swimming event......Hmm. For those of you not familiar with me; that was not serious, I don't think.
Decisions of this magnitude need to be made in the fullness of time and not when your feet and back hurt. By the way, try and explain that a decision to walk a Camino is an issue of magnitude, to someone who is not a pilgrim. This may result in rolling of the eyes, gnashing of teeth and softly uttered words not meant for the ears of children, from family and close friends. I am supremely grateful that wife, while not interested in the trip, heartily encourages me to go. She says that I come back a better person and I prefer to believe this and not other explanations. When I was walking the Appalachian Trail, in eastern United States of America, I commented to a someone that I stopped to talk with, that I needed to get home as I had been gone for three weeks. He indicated that I should not fool myself as this may have been the best three weeks of my wife's married life. A little of both perhaps??
Thank you for indulging my ramblings. I will come to some decision. My friend, Steve, has already floated a Spring Camino Portugues. Besides that, I need to get into Santiago when Faith is behind the counter at the pilgrim center. I have missed her smiling face the last three times. In the meantime, to all of you planning a Camino adventure, be it physical or mental, may I say: Buen Camino......Bumpa/Jim
Number one is that the national bird of Spain has to be the common house fly. I once again learned to eat with one hand and flap the other hand wildly around to protect my nose, mouth and other orifices of interest to the little pests. I drew the line though when I discovered a fly doing the back stroke in my beer. At least, I assume it was the back stroke as I can't say that I've seen the under carriage of a house fly. As with all things Camino; learning and adaptation gets you through.
The second piece of information was a little more serious. As I lurch down the road to my 80th birthday; I am looking at facing the fact that I may have walked my last Camino. My mind is more than eager, but my body has gone from: will you please stop this to Hey cut it out! The body moves more willingly into our elder years than does the mind. I finished the last walk, from Burgos to Santiago, and said to myself: this is it. I am going to stop Camino excursions, and concentrate on representing Canada at the next summer Olympics in a swimming event......Hmm. For those of you not familiar with me; that was not serious, I don't think.
Decisions of this magnitude need to be made in the fullness of time and not when your feet and back hurt. By the way, try and explain that a decision to walk a Camino is an issue of magnitude, to someone who is not a pilgrim. This may result in rolling of the eyes, gnashing of teeth and softly uttered words not meant for the ears of children, from family and close friends. I am supremely grateful that wife, while not interested in the trip, heartily encourages me to go. She says that I come back a better person and I prefer to believe this and not other explanations. When I was walking the Appalachian Trail, in eastern United States of America, I commented to a someone that I stopped to talk with, that I needed to get home as I had been gone for three weeks. He indicated that I should not fool myself as this may have been the best three weeks of my wife's married life. A little of both perhaps??
Thank you for indulging my ramblings. I will come to some decision. My friend, Steve, has already floated a Spring Camino Portugues. Besides that, I need to get into Santiago when Faith is behind the counter at the pilgrim center. I have missed her smiling face the last three times. In the meantime, to all of you planning a Camino adventure, be it physical or mental, may I say: Buen Camino......Bumpa/Jim