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As I write, I am on my way to Cahors. I should have been there last autumn, but things did not go according to plan. I was meant to have completed all the French sections of my walk to Santiago in 2018, but it didn’t happen. And so it is only now that I am…

For quite some time I have wanted to take a walk in what I call the Western Jura. The Jura mountains generally swing round in an arc with one end close to Zurich and the other end close to Lake Geneva. There are two trails that take the walker through the mountain range. The Jura…

I was having a weekend in North America, and picking up a brochure in the hotel I saw that there was a small town called Campbellford, with a forest park beside it, and not only that, but the forest park had a pedestrian suspension bridge, or Hängebrucke as they are known here in Switzerland. So…

The weather has turned autumnal in Switzerland. The wild fruits are there for the taking and the fields have mostly been harvested, with just the corn plants still standing. And the harvest has begun on those in some places. Weather wise, it has not yet got cold, though it is not exactly warm either. So…

I haven’t written about poetry in quite a while. I was reminded of this when reading a certain poem recently. The poem is “A Drover” by the Irish poet, Padraig Colum. I give the poem here:   TO MEATH of the pastures, From wet hills by the sea, Through Leitrim and Longford Go my cattle…

It was raining the last time that I walked from Maisprach to Anwil. SO when going over the route again, I waited for a day that would be sunny and clear. And in this wondrous summer of 2018, such days are not so hard to find. In fact, I was worried that in the afternoon…

Often, the first time that you do something, it seems like exploring. Whether it is to do something you have never done, or to go somewhere that you have never been, it is stepping into the unknown. Even if others have already gone there, it is still new for you. You don’t know what it…

On a sunny day, I started out to complete the last stage of my walk around the complete canton of Basel. I knew the day would be hot, so I got an early tram to Ettingen. Yes, I was within the tram network from the city at this stage. No busses or trains needed. A…

It was a bright summer morning when I left Roggenburg. The sun had risen but only just, and was casting long shadows with its near horizontal light. I took the road west out of the village: Löwenburgweg. I had planned to use the waymarked trails to get to the French border, but the morning was…

It was a dull morning when I left Grindel. The weather forecast was for a dry day, so I didn’t let the clouds bother me. It was just a short walk up the hill and into the forest, going back over ground I had covered on the last stage. My route went off the waymarked…