Walking the Camino de Santiago
Just a few yards past San Antón, we see the village of Castrojeriz in the distance. Well, mostly we see the hill that towers above it. The ruins of a medieval castle stand atop the hill that dominates the village, though the houses and churches huddle together in an arc around the base of the hill, as can be seen […]
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One last photo of San Antón. This is one of my favourite Camino photos. In fact, it’s the header for my other blog. Even as I took the photo, I remember thinking of the Holy Spirit in the form of a dove, descending upon Christ at His baptism. Or of the dove that perched on Saint Gregory the Great when […]
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This photo gives you an idea of the scale of San Antón. That’s Eamon walking under the still-standing arch across the road. What must this place have looked like in its heyday? Once that archway supported a bridge between the monastery church and the pilgrim’s hostel. The ruins still provide a service for pilgrims, however. I remember being thankful for […]
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If I was impressed with the ruin of San Miguel, I was utterly unprepared for that of San Antón. It was enormous, a magnificent remnant, and it arched over the Camino road. Once this arch connected a monastery on one side of the road with a pilgrim’s hostel on the other side. While both the monastery and the old hostel […]
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Somewhere past the ruin of San Miguel, the Camino joins up with a narrow paved road. Trees line the way, providing some small relief from the heat. I imagine they’re even better in the summer when they have leaves! One of the things that I love about the Camino is meeting people from all over the world. And you keep […]
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Once a village stood on this site, and this is all that remains. This bare ruin is known as San Miguel. I’ve been told that it’s the remains of a castle, or a convent, or even a mill. To me it has the look of a bell tower, so I lean towards the convent – or even just church – […]
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Just past Hontanas, we come to these farmland hills and valleys. The Camino avoids the worst of these, but some ups and downs are inevitable. So far, this section of the Meseta has not lived up to its reputation for flatness. It was beastly hot outside, which didn’t help. The eagle-eyed among you may have noticed that tower to the […]
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We come back from the Fourth of July holiday weekend with what appears to be the only quasi-decent photo I took in Hontanas. We’ve stopped in here on both of our long Caminos, although always for a quick snack, never for the night. I’m fairly confident I stopped here in 2013 for a café con leche, though I wouldn’t swear […]
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A rare montage! Just before Hontanas, there’s a tiny shrine to St. Bridget. The question is: which one? Based on the head covering and book, you would think this is St. Bridget of Ireland (c. 451 – 525). But based on the inscription that runs around the inside of the dome, where it mentions her Camino, it is more likely to be […]
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Most towns on the Meseta tend to be on hills for defensive reasons; many of them were founded in a time when raiders and bandits (and the occasional army) were common. Some, though, like Hontanas, took another route. It’s in a valley – more of a hole, really – and you can’t see it until you’re practically on top of […]
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