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An Outlander’s Roadtrip Through The Scottish Highlands
Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there was a place whose very soul lay entwined in enchantment. A place where the sun shone like amber, where the rivers ran crystal and where fuzzy wild-land beasts roamed the valleys without a care in the world. A place
The Last Stamp – Reminiscence of an 828 Kilometre Walk
After 38 days of walking through the Northern Spanish countryside through the provinces of Basque Country, Cantabria, Asturias and finally Galicia, we had arrived in the legendary city of Santiago de Compostela just as the sun had begun to break through the thick morning fog to shine down upon Santiago’sRead More
DAY 38: The Road to Santiago
I pulled on my trusty blue and grey hiking socks one last time in the jet black darkness of the Albergue. I stuffed my scarlet red sleeping bag into its case and fit it expertly into my backpack automatically, my hands accustomed to the art of packing. I tied myRead More
DAY 37: Where the Sun Meets the Sky
I felt a twinge of uncertainty overtake me as we set out on the path in the early morning, the fog dancing through the trees like a siren, waiting to draw us into its murky grasp. The cool mist had always had a calming effect on our fast paced morningRead More
DAY 35: Storm and Sanctuary
My torch lit up the dark world around me, the distant, milky silhouettes of our fellow pilgrims starting out on the day’s path, coming to life in sharp outlines. The warm lights of the Albergue lit up the inky horizon in starry bursts of comfort and the sounds of everyone
DAY 33: The Last Blacksmith
A charcoal grey puffball of a cat glared at me diabolically from behind the enclosure of a window. His eyes bore into my shadow and gleamed devilishly as if he had just told us his nefarious plan to take over the world. The flash of my phone camera surprised theRead More
DAY 32: The Enchanted Forest
The chilling dawn fog swept through the tent as I unzipped the door. The brittle wind invaded our little sanctuary, sweeping any warmth we’d had previously, away in one fell blow and stinging my skin in the process. It. Was. Freezing. I hurriedly ran inside the warm sanctuary of theRead More
Reflection and Reconnection Among the Treetops
The car climbed through the winding road, up into the Dandenong Mountain Ranges, leaving Upper Ferntree Gully (UFG) a blur in the distance. In the short four years we had been away, it seemed even the kitsch of the UFG strip mall had not escaped the hipster touch. Where youRead More
DAY 31: So Close, Yet So Far…
It was still dark when the four of us stepped out of the Albergue. The moon was still visible when I looked to the right, a fading silhouette against the grey sky. Passing through the silent streets of Lourenza; the colossal medieval styled church looming on our left, I beganRead More
