lørdag, juli 11, 2009
Dogs like me and I like dogs
This one just jumped up on my lap. It belonged to the owner of the bar and kept on running between the bar and their home on the other side of the square.
Powerfull green stuff
Looks like green poison or even gasoline with a twist. Taste is good, but really makes you sit up. One glass was enough for between me and Kristin. It was a so called green liquer from a local plant. Two glasses would have put us to sleep.
fredag, juli 10, 2009
Saint-Chely-d'Aubrac
The view across the roof from our lodging in St. Chely - small town from the middle ages. The house we lived in was 600 years old and had lots of details left from that time. (Yet of course it had been refurbished and we had a room with shower and toilet
Pilgrim on a sunny but windy day
The trail through Massif Central is talking the high road - this is at about 1300 meter above sea level - some km before Rieutort. Sunny and windy - a Gore-Tex jacket on top of my shirt was a good thing.
After three four days on the trail the backpack on your shoulders become a part of your life and feels lighter than before.... It is good to feel that you are getting into shape.
The Cross
French villages in Auverne seems to have a real penchant for crosses - metal and stone and almost all the villages had them and in between. The empty cross is a sign of Christ's victory for us.
Chapel of St. Jacque in Rochegude
St. Jacque/James in English is the Saint of the Pilgrims. James the apostel that is. Very beautiful little chapel - just a small cool room to meditate in on a hot day.
Coming into St. Privat D'Allier
Here in this small town I prayed in the church up on hill in the background and stayed in a so called "Gite de familial" Gite is a hostel just for Pilgrims - "Familia" means that you have your meals with the family. Payment is by donation ie free.
Sleeping is in a dorm - and the food and friendship and chatting with other Pilgrims and the locals is usually excellent. French dinners is usually four-five course. Entre, main, cheese, fruit, and even sometimes an apertif to start with and of course vine during the meal.
The French like the Chinese knows how to eat!
The freedom of the Pilgrim
Being a Pilgrim - my greatest freedom is an open road and just walking towareds the horizon. And who would not like to do that when the horizon looks like this? (Towards St. Privat D'Allier) somewher in the valley below the distant hills. Most of the trail is on unpaved roads like this and forest trails - and of course a few times paved roads.
Venner på veien
This dog turned out to be quite friendly and deceided to enjoy the view together with me for a while.
Time out in Le Puy en Velay
torsdag, juli 09, 2009
The whole world is yours as a Pilgrim
Sitting in churches reading the bible and praying
and looking at the beautiful interior of Churches is what Pilgrims do, quite a lot of the time.
In France the churches are open all day and you can go in.
Even small villages have them and you pass through many every day - most days about 4-5km apart. That is about a Church each hour as we tend to walk about 4km an hour.
That is a ok speed with about 8-10kg on your back.
It is kind of nice - when the day is too hot the inside of the churches is cool,
when the day is too cold the inside is warm and confortable and not windy.
My favourite church was a small church in the village of La Chaze-de-Peyre it smelled of hay.
The picture below is from the church in Aumont-Aubrac - also beutiful,
but quite moderniszed in the stained glass window style
and looking at the beautiful interior of Churches is what Pilgrims do, quite a lot of the time.
In France the churches are open all day and you can go in.
Even small villages have them and you pass through many every day - most days about 4-5km apart. That is about a Church each hour as we tend to walk about 4km an hour.
That is a ok speed with about 8-10kg on your back.
It is kind of nice - when the day is too hot the inside of the churches is cool,
when the day is too cold the inside is warm and confortable and not windy.
My favourite church was a small church in the village of La Chaze-de-Peyre it smelled of hay.
The picture below is from the church in Aumont-Aubrac - also beutiful,
but quite moderniszed in the stained glass window style
Fields of gold
Fields of Gold in the French Highlands of Massif Central (Central Mountains or highlands)
in the Middel South of France.
tirsdag, juli 07, 2009
Pilgrim first installment
Photo taken on the 16th of June 2009.
Outside the steps of the Cathedral Notre Dame in
Le Puy en Velay - sothern France.
This was really the starting point of our pilgramage towards Santiago de Compostella in Spain about 1600km away. We had just been to mass and had been blessed by the Catholic priest.
They asked the non Catholics not to take communion, but offered a prayer instead. Strange feeling to be on that side of the "altar" for
pastor. We usully pray for the non batized in our church, but the catholics does not seem to recognice our baptisem.
Sad really that the catholics does not recognice our baptism, but never mind.
Jesus does recognice me.
Notice my soft pilgrim hat and Helly Hansen Gore tex jacket, the day was cool, about 10-15 degrees. Le Pui en Velay was just a great city and we deceided not to start walking on that day, but left the next morning.
Glad I did - Le Puy is unforgettable.
Outside the steps of the Cathedral Notre Dame in
Le Puy en Velay - sothern France.
This was really the starting point of our pilgramage towards Santiago de Compostella in Spain about 1600km away. We had just been to mass and had been blessed by the Catholic priest.
They asked the non Catholics not to take communion, but offered a prayer instead. Strange feeling to be on that side of the "altar" for
pastor. We usully pray for the non batized in our church, but the catholics does not seem to recognice our baptisem.
Sad really that the catholics does not recognice our baptism, but never mind.
Jesus does recognice me.
Notice my soft pilgrim hat and Helly Hansen Gore tex jacket, the day was cool, about 10-15 degrees. Le Pui en Velay was just a great city and we deceided not to start walking on that day, but left the next morning.
Glad I did - Le Puy is unforgettable.
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