la route de d933 à larceveau et plus tard à St-Jean
One more night. Tomorrow, the next day, the journey ends. Today is the second to last day and tomorrow the adventure on Le Chemin de Saint-Jacques de Compostelle comes to an end.
35 days of walking, looking for a bed before the evening arrives and wondering without fail where the next meal might be.
I have hiked the John Muir Trail which is 210 miles through the Sierra Nevada mountains and over terrain that climbs often above 12,000 feet. During the 1970’s I rode my bike for almost two years across three continents. Le Chemin de Saint-Jacques de Compostelle is another adventure in all respects.
DAY 35 Aroue à Larceveau (peut-être 23km) sur Le Chemin de Saint-Jacques-de-Compostelle.
On this trip I slept in a bed each night, 35 different beds between 35 clean sheets. Each dinner during the 35 evenings was cooked for me and served at a restaurant table with clean forks and knives and plates that glistened under the florescent lights.
Quelle bonne chance ! Qui mène vraiment une vie de luxe: le pèlerin sur Le Chemin.
Mais on trouve toujours les supers randonneurs sur Le Chemin de Saint-Jacques de Compostelle. Lorraine, Béatrice, et Louis, vous les connaissez. Ils sont vous.
« Le randonneur (…) n’hésite pas à se lancer sur la route pendant dix ou quinze jours. Il entend oublier les turpitudes de la vie moderne, au profit de la litière embaumée d’un refuge, du filet d’eau de source glacé. » —Arts et loisirs, 27 juillet 1966, p. 12, col. 2
The route through this portion of the French countryside is bucolic, crossing through farm land and past farm houses nestled into some hills anticipating beyond the larger Pyrénées. (Click on any photo to see it larger and in more detail.)
« Cette portion notable de la croûte terrestre qu’on appelle la rase campagne est sillonnée chaque jour par des piétons innombrables, aux foulées diverses, qui revendiquent avec modestie le titre de promeneurs. » –Paul Colinet, De l’amélioration des promenades en rase campagne, in Phantomas, no 14, mai 1959
I began the posting of the voyage on the Chemin by referring to many of the signs that I saw along the Way. They are easy to read and follow. Christian in style, sometimes sculptures, and often they are road signs, designed by a tourist organization. (Click on any photo to see it larger and in more detail.)
I stayed the night of 31 October 2013 at the Hôtel Espellet in Larceveau.
You should one day compile a book about your adventures on the Chemin. Like a travel memoir.
In hindsight that would be fun. But I would need to start the journey with that in mind. It would mean making sure I had a bed and meals and that I recorded as much as possible for later. I would need to have an idea also. I wonder what that would be.
The walk through such beautiful country must be pure joy. Did you set daily destinations or encounter obstacles or weather which altered your day? Lovely.
I did have a destination each day. It was necessary in order to have a roof over my head at the end of the day. I did encounter rain and on some days the morning was wet, damp, miserable. But once the walk begins all is forgotten–sort of.