on to nogarium, the place planted with walnuts, or nogaro, france
In several of the previous posts concerning small towns in SW France, I have failed to mention, or remind readers, that I had walked the French camino, or more properly the Chemin de Saint-Jacques-de-Compostelle, in 2013.
The chemin du Puy-en-Velay extends approximate 750 kilometers from Le Puy-en-Velay to Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port at the foot of the French Pyrénées, about the same distance for the Spanish camino that goes from Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port to la cathédrale de Saint-Jacques-de-Compostelle en Galice (Espagne).
From the map one can see that the pilgrimage routes from the east converge in France and funnel into three, some say four, routes that join northeast of St-Jean-Pied-de-Port and that route leads eventually to St-Jean-Pied-de-Port, the end of the chemin and start of the camino for those who are walking in Spain.
The goal here is to account for some of the days of walking the French side of the pilgrimage route. This day, the 27th, leads to Nogaro, a town whose name comes from Nugarolium and is the village of le noyer or walnuts.
DAY 27 de Eauze à Nogaro (peut-être 20km) sur Le Chemin de Saint-Jacques-de-Compostelle.
And . . . on this day I encountered hundreds a free range chickens. I imagined myself a character from Don Quixote who had suddenly come upon a slew of creatures who posed a grave danger to me and the world. Bravely I dodged and yelled and looked over my shoulder in case they attacked from behind and did my best against all apparent odds for survival. (Click on any photo to see it larger and in more detail.)
And . . . on this day I passed anther church, this one from the 18th century. It is l’Église-Hôpital Ste-Christie. (Click on any photo to see it larger and in more detail.)
And . . . on this day I crossed farm land and pastures. (Click on any photo to see it larger and in more detail.)
In Nogaro I stayed at the Hôtel Le Commerce.