I hope forum members will indulge me this long, multi chaptered story!
In 1989, my wife-to-be and I were looking for somewhere low cost to honeymoon. We had a tight budget to pay for our own wedding, though my in-laws paid for Carol and the bridesmaids' dresses.
Then my late Dad, a couple of months before the big day, pressed a cheque into my hand, for a honeymoon. We decided not to fly to the sun, but to drive to France in our beat-up orange Saab, 'Tigger' who was the third member of our new family.
We picked a hitlist of gites-de-sejour (holiday cottages, French style) from an English language brochure.
We drove to the Auvergne - avoiding autoroutes it took three days! We stayed in a lovely hamlet just a few kilometres from Le Puy-en-Velay. When visiting the city, we noticed some references to the pilgrimage to St Jacques de Compostelle. I can't remember quite what I said, but something like: "I thought pilgrimage died out in the Middle Ages; it can only be religious nutters who do it now!"
Fast forward to 2011. We took an April holiday in Bilbao (for the Guggenheim) and some camping in the Spanish Basque country. We checked in for a couple of nights to a campsite near Puente la Reina. A tourist leaflet at reception mentioned something called the "
Camino de Santiago", of which I knew nothing. But in the evening, bored and short of reading material, I began to read the reverse of the leaflet, which was in French. And "St Jacques de Compostelle" triggered the memory of 22 years earlier.
Out of curiosity, we decided to walk a stage. To fit in with public transport, we walked against the flow, from Puente to Pamplona.
We met over 100 pilgrims. Many were anxious to know why we were going the wrong way. And they weren't religious fanatics or "nutters"! They were quite like us.
The seed was planted. In 2016 we managed to sell our house and take early retirement. We each made a wishlist of what we would do with our new freedom. And on both of our lists was tandem cycling the Camino (we are regular tandem cyclists). In June/July 2017 we had a glorious adventure, cycling from home in Hampshire, UK, via Portsmouth and St Malo to Mont St Michel, and from there following the Plantagenets Way to Royan, then a long the Voie littorale and up the Voie de Nive to SJPdP. We pedalled/hauled our heavy bike over the Napoleon Route and followed a hybrid road/path version of the CF, to Santiago, and then parts of the Norte to Santander and the ferry home.
The culture of pilgrimage - the built heritage but mainly the pilgrims - had me hooked. I wanted to walk it. In April 2018 I took the train under the Channel and down to Le Puy. I walked to SJpdP and the following year came back to finish the job to Santiago.
And we cycled the Camino de Lana!
During the pandemic Carol, never previously a walker, persuaded me that we should walk a local route (Wayfarers Way). And in 2021 we followed up with the Pilgrims' Way, from home to Canterbury. Now she was after some Camino action!
In early 2022, I flew to Seville to walk the VdlP, and a few days later Carol flew to Biarritz to walk the Frances. We rendezvoused in Santiago. Now we're both hooked! In 2023 we both walked long Caminos. They won't be the last ....
Does that long story answer the OP's questions?!
P.s. Rereading this, I would like to clarify that I didn't and don't regard people of faith as "nutters". I have a faith of my own, but had considered pilgrimage as an archaic ritual, which only certain fanatics would practice. And now I am one of those fanatics and it seems far from archaic!