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Top Ten Retirement Adventures: No. 7

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Nostalgia fills me when I think of my number seven retirement adventure. Within hours of arriving at our European destination in May 2014, the sale of our longtime Mariposa, California home became final. Our modest home on three forested acres held twenty-five years of memories, highlighted by the childhoods of our three sons, Andrew, Brad, and Chris. Yosemite National Park was our backyard.

Sue and I were homeless. Well, not exactly. We had packed our lives in a storage container awaiting our move to the quaint southern Oregon town of Ashland. Once we found a home there, that is. We would live in a rental condo in Ashland while we searched.

But first, we would walk a trail packed with more nostalgia and memory-making. One of Europe’s most popular trails, the West Highland Way, awaited our boots. In Scotland, which just happened to be our beloved home for a year while I worked there on a Fulbright teaching exchange. Our sons hadn’t reached double digits in life at the time and loved life in a tiny Fife village and school, where they were welcomed like celebrities.

Scotland has almost always been kind to us, and it continued in granting us mostly fair weather on our 150 miles from Glasgow to Loch Ness, except for one six-hour deluge that reminded us to never take Scotland for granted. The scenery was astounding, especially the Highlands, which thousands of sheep graciously shared with us.

After our trek, we had a blast with Scottish friends for a week, then traveled to Oxfordshire, England, and Copenhagen, Denmark to visit wonderful friends we had made on our first distance walk.

Adventure number six is next. Another trek, you ask? Good try, but nope.

Top Ten Retirement Adventures: No. 8

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If the most satisfying times in life are hard, then my retirement adventures would have left me content. But within a few weeks, sometimes just days, of returning home, I want more. Sue is more patient, keeping me more grounded than my heart yearns to be. But, I’ll grudgingly admit, probably better off in the long run.

Our feet have carried us more than 2,000 miles over seven distance trails, six in Europe. Our latest backpacking trek began in August 2023 and continued into October. It fills the number eight spot on my top ten retirement adventures.

Its name? It has at least three. The French Camino, the Via Podiensis, or the Le Puy Route. We battled heat like we had not seen on any trek, but when it was done, we celebrated like conquerers.

It was our longest backpacking trip yet—more than 600 miles, including sidetrips—and it transported us through beautiful French countryside, ranches, and farmland along with more villages than we could count–or pronounce. The trail has been around for more than 1,000 years and is known for the thousands (millions?) of pilgrims who have walked to Santiago de Compestella in Spain.

Our steps began in Le Puy, France, a bustling tourist town with history around every corner and a grand cathedral that has welcomed pilgrims for centuries. More than six weeks later, we arrived in St. Jean Pied de Port, at the foot of the Pyrenees mountains. St. Jean also serves as the starting point of the most famous pilgrimage in the world: Spain’s Camino de Santiago. Some, including a few we met in France, walk from Le Puy, though St. Jean, all the way to Santiago, more than 1,000 miles. There are even pilgrims who begin the traditional way, from their front door.

At a trailside stand, above, we sipped refreshing drinks on one of the few flat sections of the Camino, which snaked through valleys and over hills and mountains that tested our resolve.

When we first glimpsed the Pyrenees peaks in the distance, our reaction was disbelief. Was it really nearly the end? Had we really walked that far?