“After I crossed the road, there was a gentle climb to the village of Foncebadón. I looked up the main street and saw that half of the homes were in ruins, far worse than the previous villages. Foncebadón was once a thriving village, important during Roman times when they built a road for moving goods and travelers through the mountain pass…” From page 145, Camino de Santiago In 20 Days.
Now, I’ll continue with my journey on the Camino de Santiago. If you have my book, I’m in the chapter, Day 14: Who Else Would I Dream About? Even if you don’t have my book, you can still enjoy this post, and learn more about walking the French Way or Camino Francés (map from Wikipedia Commons). I left my last post, On The Camino de Santiago In Spain, Rabanal del Camino To Foncebadón, as I approached Foncebadón. I walked to the main street and didn’t see a soul.
This sign provided a history of Foncebadón in Spanish. I’ll post a larger size photo on my Facebook page.
The ruins here were much more advanced than the earlier villages.
This is the Cruz de Foncebadón. I wrote on page 145, “A sign stated not to place stones beneath the cross, and there were none.”
Looking toward the ruins of the Church of San Salvador, which originated in 1103.
As I passed this wooden cross, I glanced ahead at the ridge I had to cross.
The ruins of the Hospital de San Juan.
More snow fell as I made the gentle climb.
I actually thought this church, Ermita de Santiago, was much older. In fact, it was built in 1982.
A popular site for photos, this was La Cruz de Ferro, the highest point along the French Way. By now, the snow was wet and sloppy, falling in giant flakes. I felt a spot where water seeped through my rain gear, and worst of all, my feet were wet for the first time on the Camino. As I wrote on page 146, “… I couldn’t even share my misery with anyone because, once again, I was the only one walking. I hadn’t seen another pilgrim since Foncebadón.”
A small section of the path was being worked on. It was in a convenient location, close to the road.
The work stopped soon after, leaving another wet and muddy mess to walk through.
I will leave this post near the village of Manjarín. If I thought the conditions of the track were bad here, they would soon get far worse. I hope you enjoyed this post. On my next post, On The Camino De Santiago In Manjarín Spain, although I was wet and cold, I would take my time in Manjarín. It was a haunting sight on this gloomy day. Please join me.
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