I walk while our leafy suburb, for the most part, sleeps. I just hear the sound of my footfall on the path, the gentle patter of the rain on the tree leafs overhead and birdsong. You may wonder what I am doing out pounding the pavements at ridiculous o’clock, but as usual there is a story…or in this case two stories.
Tomorrow I leave for Santiago de Compostela and something of a rematch. For those of you who have been following me you will know that I have some unfinished Camino business from last year with my foreshortened efforts to complete the Camino Portuguese. And so when asked by a friend to walk the Camino from Santiago to Finisterre (or Fisterra), on the coast and what the Romans thought was ‘the end of the world’, I jumped at the chance to have a new Camino story.
The route takes us West out of Santiago, the 87km to the coastal town of Finisterre and beyond to Cape Finisterre. Many pilgrims will walk the distance in just 3 days but we are taking a more leisurely approach and will spread it out over 3 full days and 2 half days of walking. My friend is preparing to climb a major mountain later in the Summer and will be carrying a considerably heavier backpack than normal for her training, rather her than me!
The other reason I am walking with determination and focus in the wee small hours will be for another day. But I hope you will follow along over the week ahead as I share the next chapter in my Camino story.