Day Four Our grandmother hostess has been up early and has brought over the breakfast. This time we are treated to home made yoghurt from the farm which is delicious. It is still dark as we join our fellow travellers over the old farm dining table and discuss our day. Most of us are going to the same town but the two French sisters opt for a town they think will be smaller. So with hearty farewells we set off. This time it is a dry exit. We nearly get bowled ov...

Day Three The tolling church bells herald our farewell as we poke our noses outside. There is a light rain falling and the cloud covers us like a blanket. We are about to set out for what will prove to be a very challenging day. We have all our rain gear on and luckily I can use George's water proof camera as the sights looking back down at the village as we climb are worth recording, as is the various mushrooms and flowers of different colours. I climb part of...

Day two It is a strange situation waking in the morning and knowing that there are other unknown people in your room still sleeping. It takes quite a skill in trying not to rustle too many plastic bags as you prepare for the day's hike ahead- and you guessed it we haven't mastered the skill. I am sure there is a term for the dreaded plastic bag rustlers - in French I think it is 'merde'. All seems to be forgiven from last night by our host and breakfast is laid...

Day one of walking A pungent smell that reminds me of unwashed socks combined with boiled cabbage hits the nose as we descend the old wooden stairs into the kitchen. Breakfast is a help it yourself situation- no one is in sight but a fairy has set up the bread topped up the jams,and prepared the coffee machine. But what is that smell- after much investigation of opening doors and finally the fridge the culprit is found- a plate of various cheeses all relishing i...

The next day We are awake and tumbling down the narrow steps of our B&B ( which feel as if it is a couple of centuries old and these stairs might not last much longer ) back up those lung bursting steep alley ways to the cathedral & then grind our way up the many cathedral steps to arrive for the 7am pilgrim mass. It is a mass held everyday to bless the pilgrims and to wish them a safe journey. It is a special part of the journey starting this way as you...