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Day 9: Saint Julien Molin Molette to Les Sétoux (25 km) Cousinade and crumble.
I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it. Lewis Carroll – Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland It was just past 4pm. I had been waiting outside the gite I had booked at Sétoux for nearly an hour and there was a band of dark menacing looking rain…
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Day 8: Saint Romain de Surieu to St Julien Molin Molette (38.5 km) Carpe Diem.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,Old Time is still a-flying;And this same flower that smiles todayTomorrow will be dying. Robert Herrick – To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time. Michelle and Françoise were the perfect hosts. They’d lived in the area all their lives and loved having pilgrims to…
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Day 7: Ornacieux Balbins to Saint Romain de Surieu (35 km) All about Berlioz,Byron and Fred.
The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant Albert Einstein At around 5.30pm as I entered the little village of Saint-Romain-de-Surieu I spotted a chap emptying a large quantity of empty bottles into a bottle bank. I decided he was probably either an alcoholic…
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Day 6: Charavines to Ornacieux-Balbins (33 km) Another Day in Paradise
She calls out to the man on the street He can see she’s been crying, She‘s got blisters on the soles of her feet, She can’t walk but she’s trying Phil Collins – Another Day in Paradise I limped into the village of Grand- Lemps shortly before midday. It had…
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Day 5: Romagnieu to Charavines (30 km) Spider sense
There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow William Shakespeare – Hamlet, Act 5, Scene 2 If they gave stars for accommodation standards by host families on the major pilgrim routes across France, I’m not sure Agnes would have secured even a solitary star. The two up, one…
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Day 4: Yenne to Romagnieu (30 km) A funny old day.
There’s a Divinity that shapes our ends, Rough hew them how we will William Shakespeare – Hamlet Act 5, Scene 2 It was 6.30pm, I was sitting in a shelter outside a church with thunder and lightning directly overhead. I was some way from where I thought I was spending…
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Day 3: Pelly to Yenne (44 km) Yearning for Yenne.
Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good We oft might win By fearing the attempt. William Shakespeare – Measure for Measure Act 1 Scene IV As I headed off from the Chateau de Pelly shortly before 8am, I wasn’t entirely confident that I would reach Yenne in…
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Day 2: Charly to Pelly (26km) Pilgrim paradise.
In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln For all its charms, the communal gite at Charly lacked one important element for a comfortable stay – large enough windows to let sufficient air into the rooms to prevent…
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Day 1: Geneva to Charly (26km) Feeling a bit of a Charlie in Charly.
Making fun is serious business Charlie Chaplin Maybe it was the early (5am) start to get the plane from Toulouse to Geneva, maybe it was the unrelenting 30C heat and humidity, maybe it was the simple fact that living high on the hog in south west France had taken its…
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The Way of St Giles – a pilgrimage from Lake Geneva to the Med.
Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,- While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; John Keats – Ode to Autumn With the harvest over in south west France, the shadows lengthening…
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Cluny to Cahors (650km) Some final thoughts
Variety is the spice of life Anon As I was waiting at Cahors for my train to Montauban this morning I saw a chap with a beard and a rucksack. Apart from the fact that he was wearing a cap emblazoned with the words ‘Stihl’ he could have stepped out…
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Day 16: Saint Jean-de-Laur to Cahors (47.5km) Journey’s End
The wheel is come full circle Shakespeare – King Lear 35 years ago I limped into Cahors, my feet a blistered mess. I had come nowhere near meeting my objective of walking all the way to the Pyrennees. I crossed the historic bridge, made straight for the train station and…
