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Fog City Boy #43

Fog City Boy on the Camino del Norte

San Francisco – April 12, 2025

12 and 13 September 2024 – San Vincente de la Barquera to Pesués

The forecast was for heavy rain and, while the Fog City Boy has walked in the rain many times (when it rains, you just keep walking!), the Boy has an aversion to walking in lengthy downpours. So, the Boy asked the hotel to call a taxi to transport him to Persués, his next destination on The Way. After arrival, the Boy spent the rest of the day sitting on the porch at Hostal Baviera, watching the rain, and finishing his book. The bar served a local favorite – reminding the peregrino that he was headed to Galicia – and also served as a community package drop for deliveries. That suggests that there are porch pirates in Cantabria, as there are in much of the known world.

The next day, the Boy was up timely, arranged for a second night at the lodging, and returned by taxi to San Vincente. The Way actually bypasses most of San Vincente – continuing from the causeway up a moderately steep road traversing an upscale residential neighborhood and neighboring farmland.

The approach to Serdio, a small hamlet, is lovely.

The Camino Lebaniego splits from the Camino del Norte in Muñorrodero just after Serdio. The destination of that pilgrimage is the Monasterio de Santo Toribio de Liebana. That Camino has its own distinctive waymark – a red cross with a red arrow, often appearing with the traditional concha in parts of Cantabria. The Monastery is one of five sites empowered to grant perpetual indulgences. That camino is quite a climb! Ascent 2133 meters; descent 1636 meters. The Fog City Boy encouraged peregrinos headed up that climb, but did not accompany them!

After the split, the Camino del Norte continues on, adjacent to a foreboding and fenced mining facility, eventually crossing the Rio Nansa, before arriving at Persués. The Rio Nansa is home to the Escuela Paddle Surf Ocle.

The Fog City Boy did not sign up for lessons. Back in Persués, the Boy enjoyed a decent supper and bedded down for the night.

14 September 2024 Persués to Buelna

The Way continues in close proximity to the Bay of Biscay crossing from Cantabria autonomous region (province) into Asturias autonomous region at the Rio Deva. Ribadedeva welcomes the traveler with a small park that features a statue of a peregrino.

The Way in Asturias begins with a long climb up a nicely paved senda, eventually arriving in Colombres.

The Wise Pilgrim Guide to the Camino del Norte provides this insight into Colombres:

“The Indianos . . . everyday Gallegos, Austurianos, Cantabrians, and Basques who because of their proximity to the sea were most able to emigrate from Spain to the Americas (central and south) during a period of great poverty in the late 19th century. A great many left but only a few struck it rich, and when they returned they turned their fortunes into building large manors and securing titles. Many of the houses still remain and those in Asturias are the finest example. They are sometimes colonial in style and always eclectic with palm trees as a tribute to their tropical lives.”

The Way passes a plaque capturing the departure of emegrees setting out for the Americas.

Many peregrinos rested and refreshed after the long climb at the Colombres park and town square, presided over by Iglesia de Santa Maria de Colombres.

The Way emerges from town and returns to a more rural track.

The Fog City Boy’s destination for the night was the Casa Rural de Aldea El Valle in Buelna – Llanes. Though the Boy had a legitimate address for the casa rural, it took a very long time to locate the venue, and when he got there, it was unattended. A few minutes after a phone call, a friendly attendant arrived and the Boy checked in. The Casa was actually quite charming.

The Casa did not have evening food service nor was there any in the town, but there was a microwave and the hotelier pointed the way to a Supermercado Día where the Boy and others staying there could purchase frozen meals suitable for the microwave. The Boy had pasta con pollo, pan, e vino tinto. Breakfast the next morning was provided and was quite satisfactory.

15 September 2024 – Buelna to Cue

Leaving Buelna, the Way hugs heavily traveled roadways and passes through several towns.

The Boy found his lodging with less difficulty than the night before. Hotel Migal is situated on a bluff just outside the small village of Cue – Llanes. Overlooking the Bay there are beautiful views all around.

16 September 2024 – Cue to Llanes

The Boy got a late start to a short day and enjoyed the walk.

His lodging was Hotel Rocas located in the heart of Llanes, a city popular with tourists.

17 September 2024 – Llanes to Naves

The Fog City Boy made his way out of town passing several notable edifices along the way. Leaving tourism behind, the Boy captured political graffiti which, as his wont, he captured for the gentle reader.

The Way proceeds along an estuary with views of a handsome church in the distance. Iglesia de Nuestra Señora de los Dolores.

The Boy’s lodging was at a small hotel that boasted a handsome horrero that provided shade in the afternoon and a pleasant setting for breakfast the next morning. Dinner that evening was at a pizza parlor a kilometer or so into town.

18 September 2024 – Naves to Cuerres

The Way continues along quiet country roads and sendas. A small shrine honors a departed loved one.

At Nueva, the Boy heard the sound of an approaching passenger train and paused to capture a picture of it as it passed by.

Later that morning, the Boy passed a rural residence that had been decorated with flowerpots, some of which were dressed as “flower children” sitting on the window ledge.

Eventually The Way departs Nueva and enters pastureland. The Peroquia de San Pedro Pria rises up above the pasture.

The views are compelling.

Continuing down from the Peroquia, The Way passes a medieval stone bridge.

Lodging that evening was at the Casa Rural Villalen. Quite isolated but quite comfortable.

19 September 2024 – Cuerres to Ribadesella

The proprietor of the hotel advised me to follow an alternate route which turned out to be a very pleasant stroll adjacent to an occasionally used railroad track. As is the case with many lesser railways in Spain and Portugal, the alignment is one meter gauge (39.37”) rather than standard gauge (4’8 ½”).

Eventually, The Way found itself in a more urban setting and continued on into Ribadesella.

The town was founded in 1270 by Alfonso X and developed around whaling.

My lodging was at a vintage hotel near the town center.

The lobby displayed state of the art communication equipment from another era (including a typewriter similar to the one on which The Boy learned to type)!

The Boy explored the town – which is known as a foodie favorite – and enjoyed a tasty dinner.

The Fog City Boy stayed two nights in Ribadesella, using it as a base of operations for the next day’s foray.

Stay tuned! Fog City Boy #44 will pick up the story and will be published soon.

With that, I’m off!

Knute Michael

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Fog City Boy #42.1

Fog City Boy on the Camino del Norte

Hendersonville, November 24, 2024

3 and 4 September 2024 – to Bilbao

About one year ago, the Fog City Boy cut short his journey on the Camino del Norte to return to Hendersonville, North Carolina to help the Fog City Consort (wife, Ginna) with her recovery from bilateral bursitis of the hips. She has recovered, and the Fog City Boy has returned to the Camino.

The transit, starting on 3 September, was from Asheville (AVL) to Bilbao (BIO) by way of Frankfurt (FRA), arriving on 4 September. Last time Air France; this time Lufthansa. Both airlines provided comfortable accommodation and very good food! A taxi delivered me too my lodging in the center of the city.

The Fog City Boy celebrated his return to Bilbao at a friendly bar near his hotel, with a glass of vino tinto and a pincho.

Pinchos are ubiquitous and quite varied throughout Basque Country. This one was fried pigs’ ears. Crunchy but tasty. Pinchos are to be distinguished from tapas. Pinchos are small offerings, a snack, typically held together with a toothpick. Pincho means “spike.” Tapas are small plate offerings, typically more substantial than a pincho.

5 September 2024 – Portugalate to Pobeña

Last year, the Boy expended substantial walking capital (i.e., hadn’t yet found his walking legs) between Bilbao and Portugalate. So he hired a taxi from Portugalate to Pobeña, and walked on from there. This year, the Boy boarded the L2 subway line in Bilbao and disembarked in Portugalate, to walk The Way to Pobeña.

The Way passes a cemetery inaugurated in 1878. Signage at the entrance states that the remains of the working class and the bourgeoisie were laid to rest side by side.

The Way continues along a pedestrian and cyclist path for several kilometers, eventually reaching Zierbena where the Way climbs a hill with a political message . . .

. . . and ducks under a decorated underpass. Some graffiti art is better than others.

In Zierbena, a discrete waymark points the way.

La Arena with beaches and lovely vistas. It is a popular surfing destination.

Then a footbridge delivers the peregrino to Pobeña.

Having “connected the dots,” the Boy caught a local bus that in time let him off at a Metro Station, where he rode the L2 again to his lodging in Bilbao.

6, 7, and 8 September 2024 – Bilbao to Santander and to Santillana del Mar

The Boy was up and had a nourishing breakfast and headed into the subway again. A couple of stops later he emerged and walked a block to the Bilbao bus terminal. Alas, for intercity travel, all parties including peregrinos need a reservation. Headed to Santander, I got one, but had a three hour wait. Arriving in Santander, I found my hotel and then spent some time observing the stylish folks walking the boulevard during the traditional late afternoon promenade near universal in Spain and Portugal.

Stripes were in!

The next morning the Fog City Boy proceeded to the rail terminal and got a train to Bezana, where he had spent the night last year, before boarding a train to Boo and before walking to Cudón. This time, again ‘connecting the dots,’ the Boy walked from Bezana to Boo.

Iglesia de Santa Cruz (Bezana).

A mural depicting the Camino del Norte.

A lovely day a short walk from Bezana.


Welcome to Boo Pielagos!

Once in Boo, I found the train station . . .

. . . boarded a train for the short run to Mogro . . .

. . . alighted and returned to the bar I had visited the year before. The business on this afternoon was brisk. The proprietor pointed me to a posted sign with the phone number of the local taxi. I dialed, and happily, he came for me in about 15 minutes. The taxi took the me to Santillana del Mar from which I would return to Cudoñ the next day to continue The Way. In the meantime, the Boy explored the town.

Colegiata de Santillana del Mar. The flag of the municipality.

Dating from medieval times, the streets are paved with cobblestones in the old part of town. Shops and restaurants abound. Santillana is a regular destination for tour buses and tourists on their own. The old town supplies a backdrop as a period locale for many films made there.

Dinner that night was anchovies, peppers, and tomato salad, and of course, vino tinto.

The Boy was up timely and a taxi returned him to the super mercado in Cudón where he had purchased lunch one year before. He set out for Santillana del Mar.

The countryside was lovely.

A decorated tunnel proved again that some graffiti is better than others. With or without a political message.

Upon arriving in Santillana, the Boy enjoyed a refreshment at a café in the old town, and the music of a harpist who was talented and performed in an elegant gown.

Supper was the Iberian version of hush puppies with, again, vino tinto.

9 September 2024 – Santillana to Ruiloba

The Boy slept well and was up timely, had a good breakfast at his lodging and set out on The Way again. A statue of Santiago was there to encourage his perigrenacion.

Shortly after departing Santillana, The Way passed a paddock populated with two proud parents and their attentive child.

The Way continues, as it often does, through lovely pastoral vistas.

Later that morning, the Boy followed The Way to Oreña, passing by the 16th Century Iglasia de San Pedro.

The Way passes through Lorendo-Novales, a small hamlet with historic churches.

And continues to Cóbreces, with a welcoming statue for those on The Way.

And a festively decorated church behind!

The Boy continued through Cóbreces but failed to take note of the admonition in one of his (three) guidebooks: “There is an alternate route which may cause some confusion in Cóbreces. It turns left at the Iglesia de San Pedro and follows a more southerly route to La Iglesia.”

Well, The Boy turned left. And in a few minutes found himself on a pleasant track through the woods and agricultural spaces, but otherwise a long way from anywhere.

So I missed Cóbreces but had a nice stroll for about an hour. I eventually emerged and continued on a pleasant path, where I lost my sunglasses, and in time found myself at my lodging for the night:

The Camping was quite pleasant. I had a small cabin to myself. There was a café and other amenities. There were cute girls retreating from the swimming pool wearing . . . well . . . lots of almost nothing at all. They were having fun. They enjoyed it and so did I.

10 September 2024 – Ruiloba to San Vincente de la Barquera

The many visitors to the Camping were not inclined to arise early, and the facilities were arrayed to accommodate that leisurely pace. Eventually the café was open for business and the Fog City Boy scored two cafés con leche. Thus fortified, the Boy set out for San Vincente.

The Way proceeds to and through Pando, passing the 17th century Iglesia Parroquial de la Asunción, and continuing along a pleasant path above the beach below.

The Way continues on to Comillas. The Way through town is not always well waymarked, but the Boy enjoyed one of the unanticipated detours.

Out of town, The Way heads to the beach and a Natural [sic} Park. Playa de Oyambre is blessed with lovely vistas and good waves. There are several surf schools nearby.

In the Parque Natural Oyambre The Way passes along the Rio El Capitan.

In time, the Boy reached the beach town of La Braña. There were several shops catering to the surf crowd. Ah ha! I thought. I’ll bet I can replace my sunglasses in one of them. Indeed, that store had a good selection of options. I found one I liked and inquired. The nice young lady behind the counter said, “€ 79.00” She explained that all of the ones they offer carry the logo of someone famous, of whom I had never heard. So, thinking the price was a bit steep, I thanked the young lady, and continued on The Way.

Entering San Vincente is via a causeway across the Rio Escudo.

The Boy walked through town, found his lodging, and settled in. The forecast was for heavy rain most of the next day. The Boy decided to embrace a recovery day and booked for two nights.

11 September 2024 – At San Vincente de la Barquera

The rain came in the afternoon, but the Boy had taken the opportunity to explore the town.

The town is historically focused on ship building and maritime trade. A charming fountain in the main park captures that heritage.

The Boy then turned his attention to the mundane challenge of replacing his sunglasses. He found an optometrist on the main street and inquired of availability. The nice lady behind the counter produced several candidates. I chose one and inquired. Sun and UV protection only. No refraction.

“It’s € 106.00,” she said.

OMG.

Well, what the heck. They will probably cost more at the next town I come to. So now they are mine.

The Boy returned to his lodging, read a very interesting book about a long walk. And took advantage of an in-house laundry facility. The foyer to that facility boasted a charming mural of a mermaid by the sea.

With his wardrobe thus refreshed, the Fog City Boy had a nice dinner, got a good night’s rest, and set out again.

While, this entry is concluded, there is more to follow. FCB #43 will report the Boy’s journey from San Vincente to Villaviciosa and Casquita where the Camino splits. The Camino del Norte heads toward Gijon; The Camino Primitivo heads toward Oviedo.

FCB #43 will be published soon.

With that, my ruminations and this blog installment are concluded. As aforesaid, there is more to follow. Stay tuned!

And with that, I’m off.

Knute Michael

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