Yesterday I tested my legs with a 15 K walk from here (La Neyliere) through the town of Saint Symphorien-sur-Coise and up the other side to the Chapelle of La Salette. There is a photo attached; then a light lunch at the only cafe in the village. On my return journey I photographed cows sleeping lying totally flat out, something I have never seen in Australia. And then a squash trying to escape through a chicken wire fence. (See photos of both.) As I pas...

Good morning, from what must be the vestibule of heaven as opposed to Dante's vestibule of hell. The place, La Neyliere, is one hour from the city of Lyons, a place purchased by our Founder in 1850, for retreats and recuperation for missionaries returning from the Pacific. He died here and is entombed in the chapel awaiting to be declared a saint! The weather, ever since I arrived here five days ago, has been idyllic. Beautiful sunny Autumn days, moderate temp...

On the 5th September 2017 I departed Le Puy-en-Velay with the hope of walking just over 750 Ks (or as close to that distance as I could), to St Jean Pied de Port for a little girl named Wilai. Traditionally, this is the first part, known in France as "Le Chemin" of the Camino which ends in Santiago de Compostella Spain, a further 800 Ks on. Back in the 15th? or 16th? Century the Bishop of Le Puy reputedly walked, (presumably with an entourage), from the Seat ...

Why two nights? Not a lot to see, but the company who booked my accommodation was unable to find a place at my next destination. They came up with the idea that I could walk to the next place (Aroue) after the first night, then a Taxi would take me back to Navarrenx, to the Gite for the second evening and the next day take me to Aroue, where I had walked the previous day and start walking to the next place. Make sense? No? I thought not! Anyway this strange...

Like a horse turning for home I have experienced a spring in my step and pace as I see the end in view, but I was distracted last Wednesday afternoon. After travelling from Arzasq via Uzani I arrived in Bearn early afternoon- it was like Tombstone in serious depression- the only thing open was a supermarket. With a beer and packaged sandwich in hand, I joined fellow pilgrims in the sun- drenched town square many of whom I had already met along the way- one in p...