Pilgrims on the Way

Our breakfast in Irotz was late enough – 11am – that following my café con leche, I had more of a lunch. It was my first Spanish chorizo, warmed up and on bread. It was amazing, what with all of the juices from the chorizo soaking into the bread, and now I’m hungry just thinking about it. Anyway, this is […]

Finally had our breakfast in the village of Irotz (or, Iroz if you trust the Castilian maps) at about 11am. I took the time to update my journal, as you can see. It’s funny to look at the same book more than six years later. I’m using my journal to help write the posts that go with these photos, and […]

I have absolutely no idea what these ruins were in their former life. They are located on a gravel road in a wooded area, with nothing nearby but the occasional house or homestead. In fact, there’s a lovely, well-kept house directly across the road from this site. Whatever this building may once have been, it’s pretty clear that it’s become […]

Carlos and Eamon cross the bridge over the Río Arga into the village of Zuriáin. We’ve already crossed this river once today, and we’ll cross it twice more before the day is over. As the Camino becomes more popular again – and more lucrative for the locals – reconstruction and construction abounds. We will see this again and again as […]

Apologies for the blurriness. Today I met Carlos. He was moving slowly due to some issues with his knees, but he fell in well with our poky little group. He had some Brazilian honey with him, that he shared with us, saying “Brazilian bees best in world!” That’s Eamon from New Zealand on the left, and Carlos from Brazil on […]

The road fill here appears to be construction debris. Whatever it takes! I’m amused that they had to put up a sign prohibiting cars from using this stretch of the Camino, because that clearly means that somebody tried it at some point. I don’t imagine they got very far. Date: 03 April 2013Place: between Akerreta and Zuriáin (Navarra, Spain) Maps! […]

Throughout Navarra, many signs appear in both Spanish and Basque. One of the interesting tensions between the speakers of these languages that I’ve noticed, is that most local (and most especially business) signs give the Basque names for places, while the maps invariably give the Spanish ones. This means that although the map says you’re looking for “Aquerreta”, when you […]

The village of Akerreta is tiny, even by Camino standards, but its striking church, the Parroquia de la Transfiguración, can be seen for kilometers. We passed through the village about 9:30 in the morning, still looking for our first breakfast. The village and the surrounding countryside is, as you can see, scenic and charming. Date: 03 April 2013Place: approaching Akerreta […]

At a little after nine in the morning, we passed by Larrasoaña, our originally scheduled stop for last night. I’m glad we slept in Zubiri instead, as otherwise would have meant passing through Mordor as the evening fell. It seems a nice enough place, and I’d like to stop there at some point. Like Zubiri, you must cross a bridge […]

In the pilgrim tales of past centuries, we are constantly warned to be on the lookout for wild dogs. They had been known to chase after and even maul pilgrims, according to eighteenth century writer. The dogs we encountered were much tamer than their ancestors. This one, which we encountered leaving the village, certainly kept a wary eye on us, […]