“Not all who wander are lost.”
J.R.R. Tolkien
Yes, we’re overly familiar with this quote. And yes, it’s an overused cliché in travel writing. But as I begin packing for another camino it speaks to me. I am both parts excited and nervous as I prepare for the next stage of my adventure. Soon, I will again be traversing the north coast of Spain along the Camino del Norte. Soon it will be just me, my thoughts, the trail and all I need in my backpack. Starting each day in one place and ending it in another. Lost in the days as they unfold. Lost in my love of wandering. Lost in a long walk. A camino. Aaah. Good lost.
This long walk began one late September afternoon in 2021. A friend, Fi and I were chatting about life and how we needed something. The world was opening beyond the covid times and we needed to find who we were in this new time. We had both walked a long camino before, the Camino Frances. Fondly we had shared the stories of our camino adventures. “Why don’t we just go and walk a week along the Camino del Norte next month” I ventured. To which she replied “sure, why don’t we”! That was the moment my walk along the Camino del Norte in stages began. A spontaneous why don’t we to friend who said YES let’s!

It isn’t always easy to be spontaneous, to leave my family for a week, to find the space and to just go for walk, a long walk. A walk that follows the arrows. For me it is a call. A call I have learnt to answer. It is who I am. It has become normal in our home for mum to go and walk a camino. It has become my thing. It isn’t that I don’t enjoy other hiking, I do. Very much. The camino just makes it easy to spontaneously go. The infrastructure is there, beds, meals, the many route options. I can hike my pace and be on my own which I enjoy. There are also many opportunities to meet interesting people. Those people that just seem to find you on a camino. The ones who become part of your camino, your life story.
Sometimes, the best plans are the ones you spontaneously say yes to. The ones you don’t even have the time to second guess – because that ball. It.Is.Already.Rolling. How lucky I am it was Fi who I shared my lunch with on that September day. That ball we kicked free has brought me here, to this space. Writing and once again packing. I have been lost in my journal of the first two stages of my Camino del Norte, writing them up to share with yourselves, the camino lovers. I have felt all the feels as I’ve reflected on those days wandering the camino. The time I spent with me, the people I met and the landscapes that became a part of me. Expanding with each step I walked. How grateful I am for having found the camino. Or was it the camino that found me?!? I hope you enjoy my Camino del Norte stories as they land here daily over the next weeks.











