On Sunday the 5 May 2013, I walked from Foncebadon to Ponferrada. The Brierley distance from Foncebadon to Ponferrada is 27 ½ kilometres. One of the highlights was lunch in Molineseca with Harold and Juan.
The albergue at Ponferrada was run by the local municipality and had beds for hundreds of people.
A group of noisy bicigrino arrived at about 10.00 pm when all of us walkers had gone to bed and were trying to rest. They made sure we got little sleep because of the noise they made. The bicigrino noise continued when they decided to make a noisy start at 5.30 am. The bicigrino were rude and inconsiderate of others.
This was the only time I encountered rudeness from any peregrinos – but then again, the bicigrino were not really peregrinos, they were bicigrino. The bicigrino were always in a great rush. Ordinary peregrinos knew that taking time to do things always increased the peace in their souls.
Apart from the bicigrino, we met another type of peregrino which was not really a peregrino at all. The tourigrinos paid a fortune to walk a few kilometres with their belongings taken by bus to the next albergue. The albergues were usually booked out when the tourigrinos were present. The tourigrinos were told that they could be peregrinos and retain every comfort of home while they did so – an impossibly stupid idea.
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Harold and Juan in front of me on the Camino on the 5th of May 2013; we were now definitely constantly travelling upwards.
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Some of the astonishing beauty we met on our way through the camino.
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The mountains were covered in snow as we trekked our way to Ponferrada.
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Even when the Camino was close to a busy road, the walking was always pleasant.
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My friend Alf gave me a stone before I left Adelaide to take to Spain and to leave at the Iron Cross about 2 kilometres beyond Foncebadon. Thousands of peregrinos had left stones at the Iron Cross, resulting in the heap of stones being at least twice the size of an average male.
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Photo of me on top of the heap of stones at the iron Cross, just before I deposited the stone given to me by Alf.
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Harold at the Iron Cross.
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Snow covered mountains along the way to Ponferrada.
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We strode out along the tops of the mountains while we walked to Ponferrada. Harold is nearest to the camera, with Juan furthest away.
Still striding across the tops of the mountains.
Rugged parts of the Camino as we crossed the mountains.
The mountains were rugged and difficult to navigate safely.
This part of the Camino was safer and easier to walk down.
We were greeted by flowers on that day in May 2013.
We walked through this village before we got to lunch at Molinaseca.
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Diary Entry Made on Sunday 5 May 2013 at 8:17 pm
I arrived at Ponferrada at about 5:00 pm after leaving Foncebadon at about 7:15 am. The Brierley distance today was 25.7. [Note: The Brierley distance was actually 27.5 not 25.7 as noted in the diary.] Harold and I are staying in albergue Saint Nicolas de Flue. It was a big day of walking. Harold, Juan and I had a wonderful lunch in Molinaseca. Juan picked up his car in Ponferrada where he had parked it at the railway station so he could drive home to Madrid.
I left Alf's beautiful rose coloured quartz stone at the Iron Cross about 2 kilometres beyond Foncebadon. Most of today's walk was through the beautiful mountain country of Leon. First we climbed up until we finally reached the crest; then there was a very long winding descent into Molinaseca. It was exhilarating walking and my feet did not cause me any significant pain all day. Hooray!
Distance Walked Today: 27.5 kilometres.
Total Distance Walked So Far: 554.1 kilometres.
Total Distance Covered So Far: 575.3 kilometres including the 21.2 kilometres by taxi.
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Soul Song Number 26 - Sky Walking in the Province of Leon
(5 May 2013)
Up, up, up the Camino rose.
Soon you were sky walking in the Montes of Leon,
Snow covered mountains touched the sky on all sides of you.
With a lift in your step,
You found the Iron Cross.
Like so many others,
You left a stone,
A rose coloured quartz.
A gift from Alf.
You left your silent prayer with the stone.
Then you marched on.
For hours you walked through beautiful Spain.
This was a Spain covered in white heather,
White heather which stretched its scent and colour across the land.
Mountain villages embraced your feet.
Friendly people smiled at you.
All day you sky walked in the mountains of Leon.
What a time you had!
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My Camino Passport as at 5 May 2013
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