Wednesday 13 September 2017

When the winds of changes shift


May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift

May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift


May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung


And may you stay
Forever young

Forever Young by Bob Dylan

I will be starting each & every day’s walk with Dylan’s words.

Hi Everyone!     

Well, it is pretty much time for  theTalking a Good Game to end and for the Boots to Hit the Ground!

Dianne & I fly out from Stansted to Bilbao on Monday 18th September.

 On Tuesday 19th it is Day 1:

Saint Jean Pied de Port in France to Roncesvalles in Spain.
The route de Napoleon, a 25 kilometres (16 miles) stroll 
up & over the Pyrenees. 
A mere 1,200 metres (4,000 feet)!



The Miles in the Legs training has gone pretty well.

It was rounded off on Sunday 10th with a Pre-Pilgrimage Walk from Winchester to Bishop's Waltham, a 13 miles route following in the footsteps of the Miquelots, pilgrims who made the long journey to worship St Michael in Normandy.

We gathered - as pilgrims have for well over a 1,000 years - outside the West door of Winchester Cathedral.



We stopped for a picnic lunch outside St Andrew's Church in Owlesbury.



Prince Charles - the future Charles II - did exactly the same in 1651 when, after his defeat at the Battle of Worcester, he fled across the south of England to Shoreham & then across the Channel to France.

And we ended the day - as all good walks should -   at a pub: The Crown Inn in Bishop's Waltham.




Of course, Personal Challenge was one of my three Objectives for the Camino.

Will I be able to walk an average of 25 kilometres / 16 miles a day, walking 6 days a week?
A total of about 860 kilometres / 530 miles. 
Like walking from London to Newcastle; and back!!
A million steps.

Will I be able to stick to the Plan over 34 walking days … such that on the late afternoon of Friday 26th October I reach the Atlantic Coast at Finisterre?

Mike Brearley, the former England cricket captain who now practises as a Psychoanalyst, in his latest book On Form quotes the mountaineer Heinrich Harrer:

The glorious thing about mountains is that they will endure no lies.”

Courage is required to play elite sport; truth emerges more often than not on the field of play. 
It is fertile ground for character study.

I am fully expecting my time out on The Camino to be much the same.


I do have the words from the Book of Isaiah to sustain me:
Even to your old age and grey hairs
    I am he, I am he who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you;
    I will sustain you and I will rescue you.


Isaiah Chapter 46 Verse 4

As that great writer on Life, Postman Pat, always says:

“It is all about Delivery!”


My second objective was Friends’ Involvement.

I really, really appreciate that so many of you have joined me on the Miles in the Legs training walks, will be coming out on the Camino, reading the Blog & generally showing an interest.
Thank you.

As from 19th September, I will be sending e-postcards on:
Almost as good as Rambling with Ric ... But you don't have to do any of the actual walking!

And so to my third Objective: Raising money for 4 great charities.

Thank you for the very kind Donations.

We’ve made a tremendous start to the fundraising, with (I hope) more to come.

Not least because of the several Contingent donations. 
Some are Contingent on me actually getting to Finisterre and completing the Camino!
And others are intriguing; including one where the donation will be doubled if I get to Finnisterre with the same walking stick I started with !!

More Contingent Ideas please .... 

Donations can be made via:
http://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/RamblingWithRic-Camino2017

So before I head off, dear reader, let me leave you with something to ponder whilst I’m away rambling.

There will be a Spiritual element to spending six weeks away, out everyday in the Spanish countryside.
As well as the sheer Physical & Mental effort of keeping going and the banter amongst friends, I’m sure there’ll be chance to Think.

The Purpose of Life is far too BIG a topic for me, but what about:

To Be Happy?

I’ll be reporting back if we come up with anything useful !!!


To kick start the discussion, let me tell you something about Sir Peter Blake.

In early 2013 Dianne & I were on holiday in New Zealand. After a few days with the Young Man & Jeanette in the Bay of Islands, we ended our trip with Dianne’s cousin Tonka & her husband Gary who live in Auckland.  

Having spent a wonderful day on Tiritiri Matanga Island, back on the mainland Tonka drove us to meet Gary for dinner.
On the way we stopped at Long Bay. There were a couple of dozen small dinghies with youngsters at the end of a day’s sailing tuition.

The Information Board said we were at The Sir Peter Blake Marine Education & Recreation Centre.

I hadn’t heard of Sir Peter, but I read that he was a very famous New Zealand sailor.

When I got back to the UK, I looked up the Centre’s website.
Sir Peter had so many sailing achievements; not least in 1995 in helping make Team New Zealand only the second non-American team to win the America’s cup.
They won again in 2000.

The website says that:
 “Blake’s fierce determination to win always inspired immense loyalty 
from his crews and unlimited confidence from his backers.”


On 5 December 2001 Sir Peter was on an environmental exploration trip in South America, monitoring global warming and pollution for the United Nations.
At around 9 pm a group of some six armed, masked robbers  boarded the Seamaster. Their booty was just a 15 hp outboard motor and some watches from the crew. 
As one of the robbers held a gun to the head of a crew member, Sir Peter sprang from the cabin wielding a rifle. He shot one of the assailants in the hand before the rifle malfunctioned; he was then fatally shot in the back. The boarders injured two other crew members with knives, and the remaining seven were unhurt.
Sir Peter was just 53.
Around 30,000 people attended a memorial service held for Sir Peter in Auckland.

I often think back to those dinghies sailing at Long Bay ... ...

If Sir Peter had been given the choice of living exactly the life he did and dying at 53 or never sailing further than a few miles from Long Bay but living fit & well in to his 80s, what would he have chosen?
And what would You choose?

It if helps you, there is quote at the bottom of the Information Board:
“A ship in harbour is safe. But that is not what ships are built for.”

Sir Peter and I lived on opposite sides of the world. And my “knowledge” of sailing is limited to being Incompetent Crew on Gigi under Captain Chris in Chichester Harbour.
But it turns out that Sir Peter and I do indeed have a connection.
For he is buried in the churchyard at Warblington church, near Emsworth. His headstone   bears the words of John Masefield’s famous poem, “Sea-Fever”:
“I must down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and sky, and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by….”.
I have only been to Warblington church the once.
It was in the early afternoon of Saturday 4th September 1982, just over 35 years ago.
Why was I there?
Well, Mr & Mrs Wells celebrated their 35th Anniversary on September 4th 2017!

I'm delighted that both Chris & Sarah will be out on the Camino with me!!
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Please do keep in contact whilst I’m away.

Onward!

Buen Camino, Ric the Rambler


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