Sons of Thunder is the first of two books based on one summer's 2000 mile trek across southern Europe. It celebrates the adventure of walking medieval pilgrim trails from Andalusian Seville to the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela in the northwestern Spanish province of Galicia, and brings the reader along the journey in a first-hand way by weaving emails, journal extracts and walking poems.

The broad agricultural expanses of the Spanish countryside form the backdrop for reflections on what it's like to pare life down to food, water, will and ambulation while exploring the little villages dotting rural Spain. And from such sparsity, to walk into monumental cities... M rida, C ceres, Salamanca; cities thriving modernly around Roman ruins, Moorish palaces, Gothic and Renaissance cathedrals; cities of-fering music, regional cuisine, stunning architecture and art in the heady awe of human history... Then, to walk out again through tranquil forests and plains.

But more than a travelogue, these physical experiences are part of a spiritual journey, a journey which on one level culminates en masse with hundreds of other pilgrims celebrating in an incensor swung and organ boomed baroque Cathedral, the shrine of St. James, and that on another deeply individual level ends with an intro-spective three-day walk to face the finality of the sea, the true end of the road, and cast an intention-rich scallop shell into the cliff-crashing tide as a symbol of all that continues beyond physical boundaries.

Autumn on the Trail to Santiago begins where Sons of Thunder left off... same man, same spirit... blood, sweat and soul expressed out the same marrow but much is changed with the landscape, skyscape and timescape that inform the in-scape of mind. The eye popping Whippit hit of June and July's Spain mellows now in the soft autumnal exhale reflected in cooling days, lengthening nights and the repletion and harvest of agricultural labors along a string of trails spanning across southern France, over the Pyrenees, along northern Spain and into Santiago for a second time this year. While writing Autumn on the Trail to Santiago natural section breaks appeared in a way they did not in the flood-rush of Sons of Thunder. The initial 'On n'est pas riche mais on vie bien' segment is a toast to my family and to the love expressed in a plate of food. 'Between the Rabbits' puts comestible brackets around le Chemin d'Arles, from Arles to the Pyrenees. 'Aragonia' describes el Camino Aragones' descent from the storm ravaged Pyrenees-Pirineos into Spain, to re-connect with el Camino Frances in Puenta la Reina. And 'Broken Water, Spanish Rain' is the long last leg of the journey; a dark wet trek down the metaphysical birth canal to Santiago, to the sea, and to the rest of life beyond this adventure.

Autumn on the Trail to Santiago begins where Sons of Thunder left off... same man, same spirit... blood, sweat and soul expressed out the same marrow but much is changed with the landscape, skyscape and timescape that inform the in-scape of mind. The eye popping Whippit hit of June and July's Spain mellows now in the soft autumnal exhale reflected in cooling days, lengthening nights and the repletion and harvest of agricultural labors along a string of trails spanning across southern France, over the Pyrenees, along northern Spain and into Santiago for a second time this year. While writing Autumn on the Trail to Santiago natural section breaks appeared in a way they did not in the flood-rush of Sons of Thunder. The initial 'On n'est pas riche mais on vie bien' segment is a toast to my family and to the love expressed in a plate of food. 'Between the Rabbits' puts comestible brackets around le Chemin d'Arles, from Arles to the Pyrenees. 'Aragonia' describes el Camino Aragones' descent from the storm ravaged Pyrenees-Pirineos into Spain, to re-connect with el Camino Frances in Puenta la Reina. And 'Broken Water, Spanish Rain' is the long last leg of the journey; a dark wet trek down the metaphysical birth canal to Santiago, to the sea, and to the rest of life beyond this adventure.

Sons of Thunder is the first of two books based on one summer's 2000 mile trek across southern Europe. It celebrates the adventure of walking medieval pilgrim trails from Andalusian Seville to the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela in the northwestern Spanish province of Galicia, and brings the reader along the journey in a first-hand way by weaving emails, journal extracts and walking poems.

The broad agricultural expanses of the Spanish countryside form the backdrop for reflections on what it's like to pare life down to food, water, will and ambulation while exploring the little villages dotting rural Spain. And from such sparsity, to walk into monumental cities... M rida, C ceres, Salamanca; cities thriving modernly around Roman ruins, Moorish palaces, Gothic and Renaissance cathedrals; cities of-fering music, regional cuisine, stunning architecture and art in the heady awe of human history... Then, to walk out again through tranquil forests and plains.

But more than a travelogue, these physical experiences are part of a spiritual journey, a journey which on one level culminates en masse with hundreds of other pilgrims celebrating in an incensor swung and organ boomed baroque Cathedral, the shrine of St. James, and that on another deeply individual level ends with an intro-spective three-day walk to face the finality of the sea, the true end of the road, and cast an intention-rich scallop shell into the cliff-crashing tide as a symbol of all that continues beyond physical boundaries.

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