Jennifer and I met with Donna and Greg in Brisbane this past week. Two lovely people, very keen to walk their first Camino.
In Donna’s case, she’s been considering family commitments, and she was considering some time way way in the future – but it was clear to me that the Camino bug had bitten her well and truly, and I told her I did not think she would be able to hold out that long!
As we were leaving I asked her if she would write a guest blog. She’s been giving this some thought, and here now is her post. Oh, and I think she’ll be walking the Camino within a year!
Donna’s guest blog
As the regulars on here will know I had the pleasure of meeting Bill and Jennifer last week. I can assure you all they are even more beautiful in person than they are on the printed screen. Bill asked me if I would consider writing a guest blog. Panic immediately set in and I’ve pondered what to write now for almost a week.
I was lucky enough to camp on the beach at Double Island Point, Qld over the weekend. It’s a beautiful white sandy beach just north of Noosa. You need a 4WD to get there and you literally camp up in the sand dunes.
It makes it very easy put in tent pegs.
When you camp on the beach your arrival and departure times are governed by the tides. As we had other things to do on Sunday afternoon we had to leave very early on Sunday morning to head back home.
As we left my daughter asked if we could go to the bakery so she could have a meat pie. It was 5:45 in the morning. When I didn’t respond immediately she said “It’s tradition Mum – we always have a meat pie when we come up here.”
That got us talking about traditions and we noted that most traditions for us revolve around food: birthdays, Easter, Christmas. Thanksgiving in America. Sure there is sometimes gift giving in there but more often than not there is food. I wondered if I even had a tradition that didn’t involve food. I thought about this on and off all day.
On Sunday night fellow blogger Greg and I walked up Mt Ngungun. It’s one of the Glasshouse Mountains about an hour north of Brisbane. It’s a steep and sweaty 20 minute walk to the top but the views are amazing.
We went up on Sunday to watch the sunset and to see the almost full moon rise. The views from the top are amazing. It was a very busy night with about 20 people up the top until well into darkness.
It was while we were walking up that I realised I do have a tradition that doesn’t involve food. And it’s one of my favourite traditions. After every hike I do I always play k d Lang’s version of Hallelujah.
I play it quite loud in the car and if you are in my car you must adhere to two rules – you can sing along but you must not speak until the song is over. I’ve been doing this for a number of years now and my walks don’t feel complete unless I do this.
What are the Camino traditions? Leaving a stone at the Cruce de Ferro and placing your hand on the pillar in the cathedral in Santiago are two I know of. Are there others?
Do you have any walking/hiking traditions? Or any other traditions that don’t involve food?