I came across this article about the pros and cons of walking with poles:
http://www.ukhillwalking.com/articles/page.php?id=8837. It has some useful guidance about using poles and on different techniques for different types of terrain.
After many years of walking without poles, I became a firm (pacer) pole convert last year. I now can't imagine walking without them, but the suggestion about not using them all of the time probably makes sense.
For those not familiar with the world of
Marmite (point no.5) - the reference is to the 'love it or hate it' ads for this vile substance
A bit like hiking with poles - some love it, some hate it.
I read the article a couple of times. Good stuff. Thanks. But the type of walking discussed is different to what for some is a crazy marathon called Camino. Relatively short walks in admittedly varied and challenging terrain as described in this hiking article is one thing. Plodding on for weeks on end was a unique challenge for me and seemingly for many others whose posts I've read. There are very many stories here about persevering beyond the call of duty into pain territory. Even the mighty Mark Lee had to soldier on after damaging his knee. Props, Mark.
I had some problems before I left for my CF earlier this year. Maybe I was lucky because I was already in damage control mode before I left. I decided that the 10% or more effort reportedly transferred to the upper body through walking poles was worth the minimisation of wear and tear on feet, ankles, joints over the long run. That, it seems to me is the key phrase - "over the long run".
There are posts here by folks who say "Just buy a pair of sandals and go, you'll be fine", or "Tried poles for 10 minutes, meh." Best of luck to those people. No doubt they'll turn up in a movie beside Iron Man very soon, but a lot of us are merely human. And, BTW, I always turn off when I get a few words into a post which doesn't acknowledge that we are all different.
I find/found the noise from shock absorbers to be EXTREMELY irritating. They do that little sproingy/squeeky thing ALL THE TIME. Like every step you're stomping on a small metal animal. In the sunny stillness of glorious Galicia, that fingernail-on-the-blackboard sound beside me made me feel like my eyeballs were rusting/jamming. I made some great new friends while walking, keep in touch with some. They all used clackety-sproinky poles. Plinky-choinky on cobble stones must drive locals NUTS early on a weekend morning! I use large rubber studded tips, no sprinky-cloinky. When I first got my carbon, shock-absorber-less poles 3 years ago, I got one jammed in a gap between boards on a footbridge in the bush near where I live. Tip stayed, I kept going, tip bent. Fixed it, but on CF my studded rubber knobs didn't fit between paving stones or bridge boards, so never got stuck. And they're nice and quiet. I won't be getting a cobble stone bouncing off the back of my head any time soon.
Edit: Another thing about my rubber pole tips. They tried to stop me boarding in Dubai with my poles sticking out of my carry-on pack. I argued, said look at these big smooshy rubber tips, not dangerous. They had a closer look, let me board.
Buen Camino, If I can hear you coming, bringin' yer sproingy-winky, I'll smile. But not on the inside.
Oh, and Marmite. Yeah. Here in Australia, visitors are often given Vegemite (same as Marmite, shut up) to taste. Especially on TV. One of the great joys of my life was seeing Tom Cruise get Vegemite on his teeth while his eyes were not smiling. I'll tell you how they make Marmite: Take a jar of salt and add some black gloop you scrape off the bottom of a flower pot.
Mike