Backstory...

Daily living, grief, the knocks of the modern world and the shrinking of hope had all hammered the soul. Bushwalking had been a relief, first day walks with my brother, then some weekends alone, then the Great North Walk over eight days. It was a revelation of new places and good people that inspired hope. Then a search on the internet found the Camino in Spain, an ancient pilgrimage route with an option to walk even further, from France! A country that is a part of me from childhood. The spark was set, a small flame in the heart kept flickering and in the end could not be ignored, The Way was calling...