The story behind the Camino goes something like this:
There
is a Spanish legend that the body of James, the apostle, was shipped to
Spain and buried near Santiago after he was beheaded in Jerusalem in
44AD.
In 812 some skeletal remains were discovered in a
cave at the site of Santiago. The local Archbishop, using the latest
scientific methodology determined these were the very bones of James. A
pilgrimage was an essential for every good Christian. A shrine was
built. And a church or three. And a cathedral. And a wonderful cashflow.
By
the Middle Ages up to 250,000 pilgrims per year visited the shrine. As a
comparison 300,000 walked the Camino in 2017. So it was a big deal.
Wouldn't
Shane Jones (and Eketahuna or Waimate or ...) be smiling if he could
think up a similar Regional Development plan like that!!!
We
decided to bike from Santiago de Compostela to Finisterre, Muxia and
back to Santiago. A distance of 240 kms. The route was tge same route as
those who walked the Camino. It comprises a mix of roads and surfaces
from the side of the highway to rough single track, but it was mostly
well-formed gravel track to single lane sealed roads. The tracks have
been set up for walking, not biking, so some parts are steep - 25% or
more. And for a biker, that is STEEP. In a couple of places it was hard
pushing the bike, let alone riding it up. We did 5000 m of climbing in
that distance - and that is a lot of climbing.
The
funny part is Joanne was able to ride right up nearly all of those steep
climbs - just put the boost up to 100% and away she went!
We had 6 days to do it so we averaged 40 km per day. Not a big distance but throw in the hills and we were stuffed each night.
We
stayed in a mix of Albergues - like DOC huts but with hot showers,
meals and bedding provided/available - pensions - like a B&B - and
hotel. The accommodation was basic but clean and comfortable. The people
we met were very interesting. On our first evening there was a Sth
African, a Venezualian, two Australians, one of whom lived and worked in
Te Puke for some years, an Irishman and a German. Most had been walking
for 3-4 weeks. All with an interesting story to tell.
The
Australian from Te Puke was Denis Cook (no relation to Bob, John and
Peter Cooke) Dennis worked as a horticultural rep for Wrightsons in the
early 80's when we were setting up our orchard. From memory I think he
was in the photo that was taken when I won the Young Orchardist of the
Year in 1983. An amazing coincidence.
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Ponte Maceira over the Rio Tambre - day 1 |
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Rubia Gallega (I think!!) cattle. A local breed. |
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Typical gravel track |
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Church and vertical graveyard at Olveirio, night 2. |
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Olveirio - a typical Galacian village |
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Very nice restaurant and Albergue at Olveirio. Unfortunately full so we went elsewhere. |
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A rough downhill section |
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Looking out towards Finisterre. |
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Finisterre - the end of the earth. Where the ancients believed souls left earth for heaven. |
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0 km marker at Finisterre |
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An interesting and provocative statue at the cape near Muxia |
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Nosa Senora de Barca near Muxia. The lighthouse is just behind the church. From this point on we were on our way home. |
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The pension at Quintans - night 4 |
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Getting back near to Santiago. A number of walkers just setting out for Finisterre. |
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Little church at Pena - night 5 |
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Rio Tabre on the way home - day 6. It was misty or foggy most of the day. |
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Wet through including everything in our saddle bags at the end of day 5 at Pena. We had to put everything in the drier before we could even have a shower and change |
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Inside our room in the albergue at Pena. A typical Albergue. We shared it with a Spanish guy and a Hungarian girl. |
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Every household had its patch of kale |
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The Camino near Pena - night 5. Typical of the one way sealed roads between stone walls |
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Planking on a plank! |
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