Camino de Santiago 22

Jul 23rd, 2012 | By | Category: Travel Adventures
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Today I headed up over the mountain. I was a little concerned that my feet, and body, wouldn’t want to go after a nice day off. But it was a beautiful morning and I was feeling good.




Today I would walk past the Cruz de Ferro. It is a cross that sits at 1,504 meters (4,934 ft) above sea level.


Pilgrims pause here and reflect on the purpose of their journey. Then they add a stone or token of love and blessing to the pile.


My token is a mineral I harvested along the way. Gypsum is a soft mineral. You can easily scratch it. On it I etched my fathers initials ELP (Edward Langley Proctor) and my initials SHP (Sian Hayley Proctor) along with today’s date.



I then placed my unique token, a jewel amongst stone, in an area that will always receive the morning light.


My father passed away a long time ago. In fact I’ve lived more years without him then with him. He was a terrific person, not without flaws, but kind and caring and he was great father. As I walk the Camino he is with me every step of the way, and has been with me my whole life.


I was in good spirits as I continued my journey. The scenery was beautiful.




As I came down the mountain, the landscape shifted and became more arid. I looked for an alburgue in every town I passed but none of them opened until 2pm, so I just kept descending.




And I’m glad I did. I came into the quaint town of Molinaseca. The alburgue was located on the outskirts of town. But as I walked toward it, I passed a new hotel that had a sign outside, 15€ per night for a room of 4 with bathroom.


I continued onward to the alburgue and got in line with about 10 dudes and said to myself, “what the hell am I doing??” I walked out and back to the nicer place and ended up sharing a room with my Australian friend Susan, who I didn’t think I’d ever see again.


When I went to explore the town, I ended up running into my friend John, another person I didn’t think I’d see again. It just happened that both John and Susan took an extra day in this beautiful town enabling us all to run into each other. So we had dinner.


And then the town began to burn down.



Okay, so it wasn’t actually the town burning down, but the mountain right next to the town was on fire and it was cool watching the helicopters airdrop water.

In all, it was a great day. One of my favorite days on the Camino. I got to give tribute to my dad and I hung out with two of my favorite Camino amigos and we had fun, food, and fire to end the evening.

Day 23: Friendship

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  1. A nice thoughtful tribute to the Cruz de Ferro – leaving the etched stone to face the morning sun each day so you and your dad face each day together. My parents died when I was little girl, and I know what you mean when you say you spend time walking with your dad and “hanging out” so to speak. Our antepassados are with us all the time. It is important to spend time with them and they with us. Your little rock in the crevasse tells a big story.

  2. Sounds like you have the best company on your walk and when you are resting. Please say hi to your dad from me. Thinking of you daily.

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