BAZAS – CAPTIEUX – ROQUEFORT
Lass dir alles geschehen: Schönheit und Schrecken.
Man muss nur gehen: Kein Gefühl ist das fernste.
Lass dich von mir nicht trennen.
Nah ist das Land
das sie Leben nennen..
Rainer Maria Rilke
Let it all happen to you: beauty and dread. Just walk – no feeling is too far.Do not let yourself be disconnected from me. Very close is the land they call life.
The two days of hiking where miles and miles and miles straight to the west on a former railroad track through a dense forest with hardly any villages in between. The singing of the birds, the sounds of the cicadas and the whispering of the wind in the treetops were the only sounds going with me. Several feet high ferns were growing in between oak and pine trees where the sunlight was making interesting patterns of light and shade.
LA-FERME – BAZAS
Without opening your door
You can open your heart
Without looking out your window
You can see the essence of Tao….
At 9 in the morning we were starting for Cadillac, a town 19 miles west from La-Ferme. Here we found out that the pilgrim’s way was no longer going through this town. My guidebook, published 2012, had not recorded this change. In total, Jean Paul drove over two hours to drop me off on the marked way. His generosity and helpfulness were amazing.
PORT-SAINTE-FOY-ET-PONCHAT – SAINT-FERME
When I crossed the river Dordogne, I entered the area of Bordeaux. Very soon, I was surrounded by seemingly endless rows of vineyards. There was not much else growing. Every little flower I met on the way was joy for me.
MUSSIDAN – PORT-SAINTE-FOY-ET-PONTCHAPT
At 6 in the morning, the honking of two cars, loud voices and the overloud beat of music speakers of the cars woke me up. I had enjoyed my solitude of the last couple of weeks so much that this noise was incredible disturbing…………
Again, I had to walk 33 km (20 miles) this day. I needed to make the distance to arrive at Saint-Jean-Pied-de Port latest by July 17.
The Way was leading me through meadows and oak forests and later on to a totally different environment – to vineyards stretching up to the horizon. By coming closer to Spain, the churches also changed to show Spanish influences on their facades.
CHÂTEAU PUY-FERRAT – MUSSIDAN
Before I left Puy-Ferrat the next morning, a group of French pilgrims were singing the pilgrim’s song in the breakfast room of the Château. It was a nice start of the day. By walking through a Hameau -a small village – I met a very nice woman and had a chat with her.
PÉRIGUEUX – SAINT –ASTIER
Just simply alive
Both of us, I
And the poppy
I decided to continue the Way. There was something bigger than myself, bigger than my frustration of getting lost, bigger than the hurtful feet – it was something, which carried me forward, some inner energy, which did not want to stop.
SORGES – PÉRIGUEUX
Sorge is the capital of truffles; it even has a truffle museum. Fenced in oak forests on the way to Périgueux showed how valuable truffles are.