We’ve met some interesting people on the walk and today we say goodbye to Motorcycle Man. He is from Austria and was touring France by motorbike.

His GPS broke down and he didn’t know where he was. He arrived in a town, no idea where he was, and noticed lots of walkers.

It was then he realised it was St Jean Pied de Port, where the main camino starts.

So a last minute decision, he buys a back pack and decides to walk.

We met him and his cheeky manner in Orrison. He must be in his 50s, but had women hanging on his every word. He was also a 600cc motorcycle racer and he oozed charm.

But his knees packed up yesterday. His miniscus he thinks. So he is going back to get his bike and continue touring.

Quebec Lady

We met quebec lady on our first night. Just recently she turned 60 and decided she wanted to do something for herself.

She had never been on an aeroplane, and never travelled at all in her life.

So she left her husband at home and embarked on her travels on her own. I actually hugged her and told her I was proud of her. Yes, I was drunk.

The Kiwi

We had our first kiwi sighting yesterday and yes he was from Hamilton. He even played rugby against brother-in-law John back in the day.

He met with an American who led him astray. The american had all the navigation gadgets and told him the had to veer off the path as the “other” way was dangerous.

After walking for 5 hours in the wrong direction, the kiwi told him he was full of shit and started hiking back up the steep hill in the correct direction. It ended up a ten hour day for him, and he wasn’t happy.