A Bittersweet Day…Santiago to Negreira

Good morning Lord.
Oh St. James…you picked such a lovely spot to rest your weary bones.

When I woke today to the sound of my 6:30 am alarm, I struggled to get out of bed, not being sure what was more sore…my feet, my ankles, my knees or my back.  I felt every bit of my age…and then some.  Then I pulled open the window curtains and saw this glorious sunrise over the Catherdral.  I did not want to leave Santiago.  Do you blame me?

I encountered some unique way markers today.

OK, I get the idea…it’s that way!

With due respect to Finisterre and it’s ‘end of the world’ history, it felt anticlimactic to pack my bag for another 4 days of long walks instead of for home.  I was tired and missing my wife BADLY.  I had so wanted to see and kiss her sweet face and have a bottle of wine, telling her all about my journey.  Instead I faced 17 miles of mostly uphill graded paths and roadways until I limped in mid afternoon.  My body felt like a union shop on a work stoppage.  Nothing worked.  Even blisters popped and covered in trusty Compeed bandages hurt like hell as new neighbors formed alongside them.  Then a tendon in my left ankle decided to join the strike and my stride slowed to a crawl.  Would I ever get to this Negreira, and if I did, would I be a wounded version of myself.  Today was just flat out hard physically and mentally.  But then the Lord delivered…a beautiful waterfall and old medieval bridge rejuvenated my spirit enough to get me to the finish line.

I wish all my paths today were this nice…they weren’t.

Beautiful blooms along a wall.

Yes sir, I hear you loud & clear!

A hunter in action.

I used my ‘cat whisperer’ skills to get this kitty to chill.

​A medieval bridge I crossed over on my walk today.

​This made my day.  The sound and sight were refreshing.

So tomorrow’s walking notes say to expect an 8 hour walk, my longest yet.  They advise to start early and not take too many breaks.  Did they know that the weather forecast is for 100% chance of rain and a high of 60 degrees?  Double argh.  I’m going to ‘give it up’ to you Lord.  I’ll take up my cross and do the best I can.  Buen Camino.

Author: jtcaminoblog

A husband of 38 years, a father of 3, a Christian man and pilgrim on this earth. I am a devout Roman Catholic whose purpose in life is to love our Lord above all else and our neighbors as ourselves. I struggle with the latter but walk these pilgrimages for both atonement and guidance from the Lord to be the best version of myself.

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