Flashback #13 – Camino de Santiago, Spain – 2001

As I begin to write this entry I find it more than a little curious that I now live in a town with a pilgrim’s church and refuge, albeit not in Spain and not on the route we walked 8 years ago. There are many roads that lead to Santiago, and we are on just one of them. But what the heck is Santiago, you might be asking? I know I was before May of 2001!

Santiago de Compostela is the supposed resting place of St. James, one of the apostles of Jesus. If memory serves me, he arrived in Spain already dead, in a boat steered by the Holy Spirit. At some point, hundreds of years later, he sort of ‘appeared’ again to help kill a bunch of Moors in Spain, thereby saving the country for Christianity. After some time Santiago de Compostella (where his remains were meant to have been found) became the 2nd largest pilgrimage route in Christendom behind Rome. Santiago (St. James) apparently came back at least one more time to walk to his own burial place, making him his own first pilgrim…take some time to wrap your head around that one! You can imagine the confusing iconography this leads to. Basically, if see a bearded guy dressed like a pilgrim, or on a horse slaying Arabs, that is Santiago. The truth is there are a great many bearded guys carved into the churches along the way, so the extra equipment is very useful for identification.

So anyway, I’m not Catholic but I like to walk. And I like cheap vacations even better. The Camino de Santiago is cheap and it is also at least 700 km long (much longer if you start from, for example, Munich or Canterbury), so in theory a very good idea for a trip. But let me go back a bit. Shoko and I had quit our jobs once again (less than a year after our last time, but there’s not enough space to give that story here) and arrived in Paris to catch our TGV down to the border of Spain.

When you start out on The Way, you get a credential, which is a passport in which you collect stamps at each refugio you stay at. Each refugio checks your passport to make sure you are indeed walking (or cycling or riding a horse…) and collecting the requisite stamps, thereby allowing you to some truly cheap (or even free) digs for the night. This is a page of my credential.

This little piece of paper gives you a sense of importance, since it is your ticket to discounted meals and even – at least in our case – free medical care! You also begin to feel that you are a part of a community, an endless stream of walkers/pilgrims/ that have been following this same route for a thousand years. It’s quite a feeling, if you let yourself think about it.

But too many words. After a snowy crossing of the Pyrenees on our first day, and a stop in Pamplona on our second, we reached the long village of Puente la Riena, a meeting point of two different routes, so a pretty bustling little place, at least in terms of pilgrim traffic. This is the puente from the other side of town.

Next, a few shots from the trail.

Walking across the entire length of Spain takes time – in our case 5 weeks. I often say that cycling is the ONLY way to really see a country, but if you have a medium-sized place, with a ton of time (oh, and evenly spaced cheap accommodation…), it’s hard to beat walking. It’s nearly impossible to shut out your surroundings since the going is so (often agonizingly) slow. At least on a bike you can whiz by villages in minutes, but when you are walking you are really forced to BE where you are, if you get me?

One thing I’ll never forget about northern Spain is the storks. Nearly every church had a giant nest topping them.

The next is poppies. We did the Camino in May/June, and were blessed with fields of red poppies, for some of the way at least. This is not exactly a ‘field’, but thy are red…

The Camino is a spiritual experience, but it is (and always has been, I’m sure) a way for some folks to make a few bucks. If you left home without your pilgrim’s hat and water gourd, fret not. The Way has what you need.

The Camino is also big news for the locals. We were interviewed by a small newspaper one day at the end of our walk. Through a translator the interviewer learned that I was a Canadian student and Shoko was an English teacher from Japan…not even opposite, just nearly totally all wrong! How do we know this? Two or three days after the interview, while having a cafe con leche (worth the trip to Spain alone!), the owner of the cafe came at us waving the paper in our faces with a big smile on his face. You don’t get many Japanese women walking across the top of Spain, so I suppose we were easy to spot. Here’s the picture from the article.

There were many ups and downs during these five weeks (a stream of injuries/ailments for Shoko that culminated in a week’s rest in Leon, and two trips to a doctor, for example), but I figure if I start on one it’d only be fair to go through them all. Better just to say it was a wonderfully unique experience.

Here is the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela, the goal of all pilgrims, where you can kiss and fondle various relics, and get a certificate (in Latin even…) from the Catholic church saying you have done the deed. Not a bad thing to keep handy, just in case there really is a Judgement Day…

Tips on walking the Camino

1. Get a guidebook. You probably won’t get lost too much, even if you have no map, but you will pass by a bewildering amount of history. A good guidebook will help. The Confraternity of St. James bookshop has a number of guides in English.

2. Pack light. This may seem obvious, but from our experience, the vast majority of pilgrims were inexperienced walkers. Take heed if this applies to you! Take along the bare necessities only. Books and liquids take a lot of weight so think carefully before bringing War and Peace with you. Some ways to reduce weight are:

• Buy ‘high tech’ gear, such as breathable, lightweight clothing. Forget cotton for walking, as it soaks up sweat and takes time to dry out.
• Hiking pants that convert into shorts. You know the ones I mean…with the zipper around thigh level that allow you to take the ‘legs’ off.
• 2-in-1 shampoo and conditioner. This was my wife’s recommendation.

3. Protect yourself from the sun. Sunscreen is a no-brainer, but make sure you have a way to protect your face and neck as well. There are stretches of many days without a tree in sight.

4. Earplugs! Unless you can sleep through an aerial bombardment, bring these priceless gadgets along. You are nearly always sleeping in a room with overweight men of a certain age, tired from walking and drinking cheap Spanish wine. A deadly combination!

5. Sensible Footwear. Again, probably not a revelation for hardened hikers, but for those who have no experience, here are a few ideas.

• Avoid heavy leather boots. Just overkill for the kind of walking you’ll be doing.
• Get something with ankle support, unless you are going very light.
• Get proper hiking boots. Too many attempt the Camino with running shoes – a possibility if you are not carrying 5 to 10 kg of gear. You need boots with a solid and stiff sole.

5. Brush up on your Spanish…and French. We found more French on the trail than any other nationality, except Spanish. For those of you who seriously might want to improve either language it is an excellent chance. You have endless hours walking, talking and eating with others (if you choose to). For those with no interest at all, it is still pretty necessary to learn at least the basics.

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