If you had a chance to see the "where has he been" map, you will have justifiably concluded that it suggests I have "lost the plot" or worse: been on a drunken binge. It's to do with the location map of the blog set up. I mention this because you may be confused with the days- this is entirely my fault. So let's go back to Thursday the 14th of September- the day I arrived in Conques, after a somewhat demanding, but encouraging day. I posted some of the photos o...

Well hello again, for the third time today and failure twice. I tried to tie up loose ends caused by my rather erratic not very sequential blogs. Jo has tracked me along the way and you may be suprised to learn that I had a side trip to South Arabia. All this because of the infernal blog which I thought I had mastered. So in brief, I have completed the first ten days of what will be just over 30 days. Walking. Today was a planned rest day. I will be like Willie ...

Good morning I have been having difficulty with using the blog but thanks to my blog mistress her skill and extreme patience. I would like to acknowledge her generosity even at this time as she cares for unwell husband Andrew- your prayers please. I send my blog entries via email, Jo then downloads and enters it and the photos I have also sent. So here I am after so many failures attempting to use the blog and have a little more time today as I rest in what has...

There is a new photo album called: Espalion and Golinhac via Estaing for your viewing pleasure. A little bit about them, in addition to the notations under each one.. In the order the photos appear: On leaving Espalions on the 13th September; A shell left by a fellow traveller-could some French scholar translate please? One of the many bucolic scenes that embraces the journey in this most scenic and fertile region in France- unfortunately for the foot travel...

Before relating today's events it's best if I back up to Day Six: the leg between Nasbinals to St Chely d'Aubrac. It's the day that may well define the rest of the journey!The evening before we left was a night to forget and deserves a separate blog! It was meant to be a 17 Kms walk with the highest point on the Camino being reached at the midpoint, then the rather rapid descent into St Chely (a drop of close to 500 metres down some very hairy rock strewn narr...