The past week or so has seen lots of 6 - 10 km walks, mostly along the waterfront. Starting to feel the press of time. More and more things to do and less and less time to do them. Walking is now seeming to become a luxury, a little prize to be captured in off moments. Maybe its just the pressure of getting ready to leave.
Ultreya
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This is the story of my walk on the ancient Camino de Santiago, a twelve hundred year old pilgrimage route. The Camino is 835 kilometers, from the south of France, across the Pyrenees Mountains into Spain and thence westwards to the tomb of the apostle St. James in Santiago de Compostela.
