I am famous in my family for my ability to get lost. Spectacularly lost. Like, in Canmore (a cute town with half a dozen streets, town where I now live, town in which, yes, I still get lost). Before we set off on this trip there were quite a few jokes about how if anyone could get lost on the Camino it would be me.
Ha! I LOVE how incredibly well marked the route has been. Ever since we spotted our first arrow outside the albergue in Sarria we have never faltered. Occasionally there are a couple of options (a slightly more rural path versus following the road for a bit) but mostly every place where one could possibly get confused has a bright yellow arrow or a stylized shell or an official marker or all three…
Where the path crosses a road, motorists are warned to slow down.
Though we are tracking our progress closely using both google maps and the Nike+ Run app (Dani is using the latter to let her know exactly when she reaches each kilometre mark, at which point she snaps a photo – no people and within 10 steps of the km mark) there is really no need for technology when it comes to figuring out where to go.
Of course, the string of pilgrims stretching as far as the eye can see is another indicator we are heading in the right direction!
Now all I need is for the rest of the world to catch on to the idea of superb way-finding assistance… and maybe I need to figure out where in life I want to be going so the yellow arrows will start to appear whenever I need to see one!
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Snapped this yesterday when walking up the stairs to rooftop parking at a local shopping mall. A very ordinary photo was made more dramatic by converting to black and white and upping the contrast a bit.
Water – horizontal
Water – vertical
Yes, I am waaaaay behind on my daily photo challenge!! A couple of words of analysis on this challenge: Vertical orientation = more about the fish. Horizontal orientation = more about the water. And that’s all I shall say about that… I’m rushing out the door (again! – this time to spend the afternoon sailing with friends…). If I don’t post this now I shall never move on to Day 4!!
One of the glorious things about this time of year is how long the days are… By ten pm I am still scurrying around, putting the last of the chickens to bed. One of the worst things about this time of year is that at ten pm, I am still scurrying around putting the last of the chickens to bed…
Blossoms and blue skies… signs that spring is really here.
… gold, yellow, amber, orange – such a warm display from our cheery tulips, as happy to see the sun as we are.
I’m actually not sure whether that’s some sort of fungus-mushroom thing (my knowledge in this area is minimal… microscopic… miniscule…) or some kind of squidgy alien being. The photo was taken on the day of our recent expedition to the Kinsol Trestle. But, I like the photo (which is so quintessentially west coast wet) and am heading out into the rain to spend another night camped out in the truck on piglet watch, so I don’t have time to craft an m-filled missive. There. I’m all caught up on my A-to-Z posts!! For now. We shall see what the morrow brings!