My second day on the Camino, May 3, 2016, took me from Roncevaux to Zubiri. For some reason I have no pictures of my own from that day and can't remember why. I suspect that the first day's drain on my phone's battery not to mention my own rendered use both marginal.
I have attachedtwo videos depicting that part of the Camino:
https://youtu.be/rFk8UlSZ6cc?list=PL5R4jSSg01Xbb2TSO7SIG9z5CKvIa0Est
https://youtu.be/nmHrfpF-4_0
in Zubiri I spent the night with my new found pilgrim friends Carol, Rod and Lee at the:
https://www.gaiagps.com/public/IMKtb7d8uwS3SjF1l3ODbaaK/?layer=GaiaTopoRasterMeters
Wednesday, June 8, 2016
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
My first day on the Camino, my 72nd birthday, dawned sunny and bright and was pronounced "Perfect" by my fellow veteran Pilgrim starting his 16th Camino. I choose the Route Napoleon the more difficult route to Roncesvalles and started out on what would prove to be a most difficult 10 hour day. I have attached a link to a slide show depicting the route:
https://youtu.be/pchQ44SKBpE
After trying to register at the hotel: http://www.hotelroncesvalles.com/#home.html
I eventually found my way to the Albergue and my bed for the night:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Albergue-De-Peregrinos-Real-Colegiata-De-Roncesvalles/202628779771905
The pictures that follow are my own:
https://youtu.be/pchQ44SKBpE
After trying to register at the hotel: http://www.hotelroncesvalles.com/#home.html
I eventually found my way to the Albergue and my bed for the night:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Albergue-De-Peregrinos-Real-Colegiata-De-Roncesvalles/202628779771905
The pictures that follow are my own:
| The Route Napoleon is open |
| Route Napoleon |
| Leaving Saint Jean Pied de Port |
| Mountain view |
| Mountain Fence |
| a view of the mountains |
| Fellow Pilgrims |
| Nearing the peak |
I arrived in Saint Jean Pied de Port Sunday evening May 1, 2016 and found lodging at the Beilari Albergue http://www.beilari.info/en . Later I enjoyed a delightful dinner and met several of my fellow Pilgrims. One was set to begin his 16th Camino the next morning. When I asked his advice on doing the Camino he replied, "go slow".
| Veterans of the Camino |
| Dining at Belari |
| Sain Jean Pied de Port |
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| Dinner, the lady sitting one away on my left would organize a group to sing happy Birthday to me on the descent tomorrow |
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| My first Sello or stamp |
Sunday, May 1, 2016
Thursday, April 28, 2016
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Well it is now less than a week to the beginning of my Camino. I fly from Tampa, Florida on Friday the 29th of April and will begin in Saint Jean Pied de Port on the 2nd of May my 72nd birthday. Over the months of training I have become more and more interested in the Spiritual Camino and so I want to share with you the Pilgrims prayer posted here by James, a fellow pilgrim.
https://olyvejames.wordpress.com/pilgrims-prayer/
https://olyvejames.wordpress.com/pilgrims-prayer/
Saturday, April 9, 2016
April 9, 2016
Just twenty days until departure for the Camino and over the past five months, while I have trained and prepared, recognition sneaked up on me. Not what you might think that he's too old to be doing this but rather the real and true reason I am doing this.
Some of you know that my mother was a devout Episcopalian and the organist for each church in each city that my father moved us to as he built his career. My brother, sister and I, as accolytes or choir members, accompanied Mom in her church duties. It was only after hours and miles on the local trails, that I came to realize that I was longing for that time...that spirituality. So I set forth not on an endurance test of my abilities at age 72 but in a quest for feeling long past.
Soy Un Peregrino!
Just twenty days until departure for the Camino and over the past five months, while I have trained and prepared, recognition sneaked up on me. Not what you might think that he's too old to be doing this but rather the real and true reason I am doing this.
Some of you know that my mother was a devout Episcopalian and the organist for each church in each city that my father moved us to as he built his career. My brother, sister and I, as accolytes or choir members, accompanied Mom in her church duties. It was only after hours and miles on the local trails, that I came to realize that I was longing for that time...that spirituality. So I set forth not on an endurance test of my abilities at age 72 but in a quest for feeling long past.
Soy Un Peregrino!
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