Friend's House

 

Awesome experience at my friend’s house

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SpringRain Farm

Spent a month back in May 2015 WWOOFing at this great farm in Chimicum, WA

SpringRain Farm Sunrise

Growing Veterans

Learned about beekeeping and other aspects of farmings with some incredible friends at Growing Veterans

Growing-Veterans-Beekeeping-Andrew

Time With Mom

Spending some time with my mom before I leave. I’ll miss her and all of my family dearly

Port-Angeles-Mom

Croagh Patrick

In December 2015 I hiked up the mountain where St. Patrick fasted for 40 days.

Climbing Croagh Patrick

Finse, Norway

Visited Finse back in November 2015 with my friend Robbie and a German guy we met named Moritz.

Exploring Finse Norway

London

Spent a wild day riding bikes on the opposite side of the road with my friend Robbie back in November 2015.

Cruising Around London

Starting Chemin Du Puy

I started my 1,000 mile walk in this town in the hills of Southern France

Le Puy Cathedral

Saint-Privat-d'Allier

I spent the first night on the Chemin du Puy in this village, the church sits on a rock outcrop above the rest of the village.

Saint-Privat-d'Allier

Saugues

Spent night on Chemin du Puy two in the town of Saugues.

Saugues

 

La Roche

I spent night three in the small village of La Roche, so named for the large rock in the middle of it.

La-Roche

Aumont-Aubrac

This church is in Aumont-Aubrac, the town where I spent night 4.

Church-Aumont-Aubrac

Nasbinals

Nasbinals is a town right in the middle of the Aubrac Plateau, with its rocks all of the slowly rolling barren hills.

Nasbinals

Aubrac

I passed through this picturesque village with a very old church and the so called English Tower.

Aubrac-From-A-Distance

Saint-Chely-d'Aubrac

I passed through this village on day 6, on my way to Saint-Come-d’Olt.

St-Chely-d'Aubrac

Saint-Come-d'Olt Couvent

I spent the night in Saint-Come-d’Olt in this convent where old nuns still live and thrive happily. This is the main courtyard.

St-Come-Couvent-Trees

Espalion

This is a picture I took of Espalion as I came close from across the river. It’s a fairly big town.

 

 

Estaing

I stayed the night at a voluntary participation, pay what you can place meant for pilgrims. This picture is from across the river Lot, again, as I entered the town.

 

Golinhac

A house that to me seemed quintessentially French, though that statement has no basis in fact, just opinion. I didn’t sleep here, just passed through on a cloudy day.

Quintessential-French-House

Conques

This is a picture of Conques as I entered the town to curious stares of the many tourists visiting. The spires are the Abbey.

Entering-Conques

Livinhac Le Haut

I camped outside the town of Livinhac Le Haut. The campground was also home to chicken mothers with a dozen chicks, at least 3 ducks, rabbits, all kinds of farm animals.

Livinhac-Camping-Chicks

Cebrerets

Took this picture of Cebrerets on the way to visiting the Grotte de la Pech Merle, a cave with ancient human paintings.

Cebrerets-From-The-West

Bouzies

Passed through the village of Bouzies, self-proclaimed cite de fleure (flower).

Bouzies

Pasturat

I stayed the night in the sleepy little town called Pasturat before waking up early and heading for Cahors. The stained glass windows of the church created a red glow.

Pasturat-Inside-Church

 

Espagnac

Espagnac was a very small town I stayed in. I didn’t prepare too well by buying food beforehand, luckily the local gite had a small shelf of random groceries I could purchase from.

Espagnac

Marcilhac-sur-Cele

The ruined abbey in Marcilhac-sur-Cele was still in use, and a troupe of actors were rehearsing some 16th or 17th century themed play in the courtyard while I visited.

Marcilhac-Abbey

Saint Sulpice

I walked by a bunch of homes in Saint Sulpice in the Cele Valley that were built into the cliff faces.

Saint-Sulpice-Building-In-Rock

Figeac

I tried to find a randonneur shop to replace my rapidly deteriorating backpack in Figeac while I was there, but alas, none existed.

Figeac-View

Cahors

I took this picture from Mont St-Cyr on my way down into Cahors.

Cahors-Mont-St-Cyr

Montcuq

I managed to see a little bit of the town of Montcuq after a long day of walking.

Montcuq-View

Lauzerte

On an enormously long day, I passed through the medieval town of Lauzerte, set upon a hilltop. This is a main plaza in the town, I drank the magical brew called coffee there.

Lauzerte-Plaza

Moissac

I walked 25 miles in one day from Montcuq to Moissac, what I truly hope is my longest day on this trip. This is the tympanum of the abbey.

Moissac-Tympanum

Marsolan

I slept in a sleepy little French village for the second night in a row, this one with a commanding view of the surrounding country.

Marsolan

Lectoure

Lectoure had a massive cathedrale, and the town looked over the entire surrounding area. Too bad I didn’t have more time to spend there.

Lectoure-Cathedrale

Saint-Antoine

I had a wonderful dinner with all the people staying in the same Gite in Saint-Antoine. The people were very friendly.

Saint-Antoine

Auvillar

Another town set upon a hill, this building was once the place where medieval farmers would sell their various grains.

Auvillar

 

La Romieu

On the way to Condom, I took the longer way to visit this village and its Collegiate Church Saint-Pierre.

La-Romieu

Eauze

I slept in the town of Eauze in a donativo, or pay what you can Gite. The couple were quite pious and I participated in prayer in their wooden chapel in the yard along with their two children and the woman’s parents. This picture is of a stained glass window in the town’s cathedral as the evening sun shone through it.

Eauze-Church-Window

 

Larressingle

This is the moat of the well-intact remains of the old town of Larressingle, with its fort and church and most buildings all at one time contained within walls.

Larressingle-Moat

Montreal-du-Gers

A brass band was rehearsing on a Sunday morning in the cathedral of this town as I sat. The one song I knew was Whitesnake’s song “Here I go again.” Fitting for me I think.

Montreal-du-Gers-Church

Condom

The cathedral in the in the not so inconspicuously named town of Condom.

Condom-Church

Lanne-Soubiran

I ended my 23rd day sleeping in a tiny village that consisted of little more than a church, some houses, and the old presbytery I slept in.

Lanne-Soubiran

Nogaro

The racetrack city, I zipped through after eating some food and a brief stop at the cathedrale.

Nogaro-Church

Aire-sur-l'Adour

I was initially planning to stay in Aire-Sur-l’Adour, but my impulse told me to walk further, so I just passed through. This was the cathedral of the town.

 

Aire-Sure-l'Dour

Miramont-Sensacq

I was the only person staying in the Gite in Miramont-Sensacq, where a wonderfully nice woman and her two sons volunteering to run it during their holiday cooked and talked long over dinner. This was a meadow clearing as I entered the town.

Miramont-Landscape

Arzacq-Arriziguet

I passed through this town with a view before it on a mercifully cloudy day. There was a church and the end of a funeral taking place outside.

Arzacq-Arraziguet-View

Pomps

This oak tree I saw on the way into Pomps looks like it has had a rough go, but it’s still thriving otherwise. Oak trees are the greatest I think, like old wise sages of the tree world, gnarled and rough looking, but tough and hardy.

Pomps-Tree

Sauvelade

I slept in this tiny village for the night, adjacent to an old Abbey unfortunately closed for renovations.

La-Sauvelade

Aroue

I stayed in a farm near the village of Aroue. This picture was somewhere near the village.

Somewhere-Near-Aroue

 

Ostabat

I stayed outside the village of Ostabat at a farm, where a man sang in Basque over dinner.

Ostabat-From-Ferme-Gite

Navarrenx

The village of Navarrenx was beautiful and it would have been great to stay there, but I kept on going and stayed at a farm later. Farmers know how to eat. This was the bridge I walked over leaving the town.

Navarrenx

Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port

One the several bridges running across the river in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port. It’s a pretty city, though very busy with locals, pilgrims, and tourists.

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Saint-Étienne-de-Baïgorry

I slept here after my first day’s walk over the Pyrenees, a pretty town with a river running through it.

Saint-Etienne-de-Baigorry-Church

Bidarray

Not much happening in Bidarray, a couple restaurants, a church, and some nice views of the Pyrenees.

Bidarray

Ainhoa

I had planned all along to stop here, but my body and my mind said keep going though the better part of knew I should just stay. I just didn’t like the town, though the houses and church were pretty.

Ainhoa

Hendaye

The GR 10 through the Pyrenees passed through Hendaye to the Atlantic, but I turned off just before towards Irun to the south.

Hendaye

Irun

This imposing church wasn’t easy to find, shrouded behind sets of large buildings in every direction around it.

Irun

San Sebastian

A picture of the beach in the European resort and holiday city of San Sebastian. I took more than a little pride in how out of place I looked here.

San-Sebastian-Beach

Pasai Donibane

Looking over the canal to Pasai Donibane, where I crossed using the tiny little boat in the water.

Pasai-Donibane

Osio

I found this funny sign on my way out of this small little town.

Orio

Guetaria

This charming little seaside town wasn’t only about the beaches, but about the fresh seafood to be found everywhere and the great church in the center. This statue seemed to commemorate lives lost in a war from the 16th century

Guetaria-Statue

 

Zumaia

Just an interesting little square in the town of Zumaia where I stayed after a long day’s walk.

 

Zeranuza

I passed through this monastery early in the morning after Markina-Xemein.

Monastery

Castro Urdiales

Yet another c coastal beach town, this one quite pretty and with a beautiful church right on a little spit.

Castro-urdiales-church

Bilbao

Bilbao is a bustling city, and I’ve had enough of them, but the architecture in them are quite impressive, like this bridge shortly after.

Bilbao-Bridge

Guernika

A church in Guernika, the town made more famous by Picasso, bombed by the German Luftwaffe in World War 2.

Guernika

Larrebetzu

I enjoyed a nice dinner with my Polish friend Marcyk and two girls from Romania in Larrebetzu. Just a quiet, Spanish town.

Larebetzu

 

Deba

I passed right through Deba, only after eating some Pinchos in a local bar, cafe con leche, a Spanish quiche-like dish, and a berry tart.

Deba

Markina-Xemein

On a day that seemed to last forever, this is just a street off the main square where I enjoyed a pilgrim’s dinner with, amongst others, 4 older Americans that were very nice, a couple from Colorado and two guys from Alaska.

Markina-xemein-town

Orio

A funny sign in the town of Orio, near the coast.

Orio

Playa La Arena

A major beach around 10 AM, I guess a little early for beach goers in Spain as it was still a little empty.

Playa-la-Arena

Iseca Nueva

A nice welcoming message in a town in the foothills off the coast.

Iseca-Nueva

Santoña

I took this picture on the short ferry trip to Santoña from Laredo.

Looking-to-Santona

Laredo

The view of the boardwalk along the playa in Laredo.

Laredo-Playa

Noja

A picture of the beginning of the sunrise after sleeping on the beach before this town.

Noja

Santander

Walked in to this big city within the intent to stay, walked out soon right after.

Santander-city

Santa Cruz de Bezana

I lucked out to find an albergue in this small town that wasn’t very pretty to look at.

Santa-cruz-house

Santillana del Mar

This place is a well-preserved, seemingly authentic, medieval Spanish village. This was taken in the church’s cloister.

Santilla-del-mar-cloister

Polanco

These industrial pipes kept me company on the long road between Barcena de Cundo and Polanco.

Pipe-near-cundo

Serdio

I happened into this small village late in the day, and was happy to see the great sense of community going on there, with seemingly the entire town gathered in the central plaza playing games and drinking.

Serdio

San Vicente

With the now normal intention to stay the night, I passed right on through the seaside town of San Vicente de la Barquera after looking at some of the major places.

San-vicente-castilla

Llanes

Finally into Asturias, sidre-country, where many tabernas had black-dressed men pouring sidre from up high.

Llanes

Ribadesella

I passed through Ribadesella the day after sleeping on the cliffs along the ocean, with my mind set upon sleeping outside again that night.

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La Isla

Here is where I slept along near the beach outside of La Isla. A little close for comfort to the town but peaceful and quiet nonetheless.

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Valdediós

I had my eyes set upon this monastery for several days. Something about the peaceful nature of it, the contemplation people have done, living a life away from society towards their own goals appeals to me. This is a picture of the older of two churches located within the Monastery.

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Oviedo

Oviedo was the junction point between the Camino Primitivo and the Camino del Norte, where lots of people were just starting their walk. Here is one of the main squares and a government building within it.

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Grado

On my first day of the Camino Primitivo I passed through this town on the way to some small forested hilltop mountain nearby where I planned to camp.

grado

Salas

One of the buildings in Salas, where I stopped in a cafe and watched a brief football match before continuing to sleep on a mountaintop further away, on day 2 of the Camino Primitivo.

 

Santiago

Here’s a view of Santiago’s Cathedral from a nearby large park.

santiago

Negreira

Negreira was where most pilgrims stopped the first night on the way to Finisterra. I found a wooded area not long after looking over the town and was awoken by some wild pigs there.

negreira

 

Hospital

At Hospital there was a sign thankfully telling me “last bar/restaurante for 15 km,” so I stocked up there.

hospital

Finisterra

Here’s a picture of the signpost at Finisterra showing 0 kilometers left.

finisterra

Muxia

I visited Muxia with my mom and found an incredibly peaceful place, tranquil, with waves pounding the rocks and strange events from the recent past.

muxia

 

A Coruña

This was one of the streets lined with tapas bars in A Coruña, where my mom and I indulged in several plates and even a bottle of sidre.

a-coruna

Muros

On our first day with a rental car, my Mom and I struck southwest towards the coast, and found this pretty little quaint friendly town. My mom started looking for shells or other collectibles on the beach.

muros

La Espina

In La Espina I asked several people of a direct, shorter way up a mountain I was intent on sleeping on. Everybody said there wasn’t one, but eventually I found one after sticking it out, some old dirt farm road that became pretty bushy towards the end.

la-espina

Obona

I found this ruined monastery a little bit off the Camino trail and hung around there a bit to let my things dry, dreaming of what life must have been like hundreds of years ago for the monks there.

obona-monastery

Lago

This village was the first water I’d found for some 20 kilometers. Luckily I’d carried 7 liters with me up the Alto del Hospital where I slept and had enough to make it to here.

lago

Grandes de Salime

In a museum in Grandes, this exhibit showed the makings of a super mercado back 100+ years ago, still with a well-stocked liquor section.

grandas-de-salime

Fontaneira

I passed through this town and it’s gray-stoned church on my crazy 50 kilometers day, soaked with rain.

fontaneira

Degalado

I passed through the village of Degalado on my crazy 50 kilometer day, just a few buildings there. It’s probably why I couldn’t find it on google maps and so used the nearby Paradavella instead.

degalado

Lugo

I walked around the Roman walls of Lugo 1.5 times, but somewhere in the city I lost my trusty hat.

lugo

San Romao

This tiny village had a Roman milestone marker and a Roman bridge several kilometers further on. This cross must have been somewhere nearby.

near-san-romao-retorte

Melide

I met and celebrated with my Brazilian friends in Melide, meeting a kindred spirit in Rik too as I headed out. Here is the town’s main church.

melide-church

Ribadiso

Only 40 kilometers from Santiago now, this little town with this particular cluster of buildings sat alongside a nice pleasant creek.

ribadiso

Tarifa

This is ferry boat I took to get from Spain to Morocco.

tarifa

Tangier

I saw this McDonald’s in Tangier with a slight Arab twist while walking around out of the old town.

tangier

Marrakesh

This is a picture from the Saadian Tombs in Marrakesh.

marrakesh

Antalya

A bunch of kittens were running around, up to mischief at the hostel I stayed at in Antalya.

antalya

Bremerton

The view from the place I’ve been renting the last few months

Seattle From the Docks

Just one of many view back towards Seattle while the ferry departs for distant shores.

Ucansu Falls

A beautiful waterfall in Southern Turkey. I slept on the docks with the constant pattering of water to lull me to sleep.

Perga

One of many ruins lost in time at the city of Perga in Southern Turkey

Pednelissos

Looking towards the mountain Bodrumkayum and the ruined city of Pednelissos hidden somewhere in its shadow