The art of getting lost
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One thing I have learned with walking the Caminos de Santiago is to get lost! Walking is very different from driving a car; I'm following yellow arrows in all kind of paths...there's not always a road sign to indicate where I am... which village I just entered arriving by the backyard of some local resident. ...and the guide book's authors don't expect forests to be cutted down and arrows to be moved around in all directions!
I had planned to walk a short 17 km, so I started walking later than usual. Again, it was a beautiful sunny morning. I should have reached my next stop around 1 pm at the latest. That's not exactly what happened!
The first few kilometers were great! Nice little country road with wild flowers, farmers workings and roasters singing, etc.
At some point, I reached the top of the mountain (or I think so). No more arrows at sight! My guide book indicates that I should see a radio antena... there is a construction that looks more like a watchtower than a radio antena, and that part of the forest had been completly cutted down! The tires of the heavy forest machinery have left larges tracks all over the ground which made it hard to recognize something that had been a hikking path. I must have wondered there for over an hour trying different dirrections until I finally found an arrow again. But that wasn't the end of my problems. Some arrows seemed to have been moved. Some pointing in the direction I had just arrived from. I am walking slowlier and slowlier to find my way. Meanwhile, the sun was getting hotter and hotter.
to be continued...