I am sure many of us share a family member who consider themselves too timid, too hesitant, too unsportive, too reluctant and who cannot conceive ever walking the Camino. Around this house it is my own dear companion and wife who, while enthralled by my experiences, my photographs, the stories and what appear to the uninitiated as tall tales, just couldn't make the decisive step. So what to do?
Packed a nice fat suitcase and rented a car in Toulouse, and headed for Moissac, in a roundabout eccentric Scruffy type route heading South !!?! As a lover of the Romanesque I couldn't pass the many examples of sculpture by the so-called Master of Cabestany-Saint Hilairie, Rieux Minervois, Cabestany, then well, on the edge of the Pyrenees so its climb up the side of the mountain to Saint Martin du Canigou, Saint Michel de Cuxa, Saint-Bertrand-de-Comminges Saint Aventine, and then up to Moissac and Isaiah to rejoin the Le Puy Chemin.
Scruffy, being Scruffy, cannot stay on route so from Moissac its off to Rocamadour and Souliac – must say hello again to Jerimiah, then it's down to Saint-Cirq-Lapopie through the Cele Valley to Figeac and on to Conques retracing my Camino back to Le Puy. Whew!
Enough said but there was more including the Millau Viaduc (!!!) the Tarn River Gorges, and our only disappointment, Saint Guilhem in the Desert which has transformed sadly into Disneyland before returning to Toulouse.
Conclusion: it was no Camino h-o-w-e-v-e-r, the wife has had a first taste, three course meal actually, and has agreed that next Spring we should do Sarria until Santiago! There is hope for the uninitiated provided a proper introduction have been taken. A perfect French Spring and initiation to the wonders which will await next year in Galacia!