Camino de Santiago, Day 57 Camino Francés, The Way to Ponferrada

Today began dark, cold, and foggy from the mountain village of Foncebadón, with the objective of arriving at the Cruz de Ferro, 4 km away, just before sunrise. As we neared Cruz de Ferro, suddenly it emerged from the fog. There I was faced with the task I had tried to steel myself into doing so many months before. It was there at the Cross that I would leave a picture of Cathy. It was also there that I prayed for many people who had asked me to pray for them or hold their special intentions in prayer. It was also there where I would deposit a small round stone from my parents’ garden that I had carried in my pocket throughout this pilgrimage. It was very tough, emotionally, but also cathartic. Here are some images and videos of that encounter at the Cruz de Ferro. I was struck by how silent and reverent my fellow peregrinos were. This truly is a holy place, a place of much significance. Buen Camino