Another Day In Paradise

CAMINO FRANCÉS – Day 16: Thursday 24 April 2025 – FRÓMISTA to CARRIÓN de los CONDES (19 [+6] kilometres)

Lunch stop in Villalcázar de Sirga

Resting overnight in a smart hotel, possibly the most spacious and comfortable of my journey so far, I took the decision to make a later start to today’s shorter walk, and to avail myself of the fine buffet breakfast on offer. This proved to be a smart move, as my tardy departure, plus my decision to opt for the longer but more scenic riverside route, as opposed to the main Camino path, meant that I got the former almost to myself for three hours of my walk this morning. A change indeed from the sociability of yesterday on the trail.

My westward progress . . .
. . . and my path today, in the heavy red line, from Frómista to Carrión de los Condes, is rather incorrectly shown on this map, as I elected to follow a longer ‘scenic route’ along the Rio Ucieza

There are some less than glamorous sections of the Camino Francés that are referred to as ‘soulless sendas’ or ‘pilgrim autopistas’ in my guidebook; wide gravel paths that run alongside main roads. Most of today’s section of the way falls into this category, but there are other options. So after reaching the small town of Población de Campos via one such senda, and about an hour or so into my walking day, I turned off the main Camino route and onto a diversion route alongside the Rio Ucieza – and what a great call this proved to be. The remainder of my morning, and into the lunchtime period, was spent alone in the quiet of the valley, with just the babbling of the Ucieza, the call of songbirds, and the buzzing of a million insects (thankfully non-biting) for company. I studied the sky – clear blue today, with not a trace of a vapour trail to be seen; no traffic noise, no wind in the trees to rustle the leaves: not even fences, telegraph poles nor power lines, and so no tangible signs of modern-day living, save a few irrigation dykes. I decided to mute my phone, leaving it untouched (except for taking the occasional photo of course), and choosing not to check the time, my distance, nor any other function. So as the device slept, no doubt continuing to keep time, count my steps, and do all the other smart and scary things for which it is programmed, I took myself off into another bygone world. Three hours of bliss that saw uncounted kilometres slip by with little effort.

A fond farewell to Frómista
The road out of town crossed the A-67 motorway . . .
. . . I wish that ours in the UK were this quiet
Likewise the ‘pilgrims’ autopista’ . . .
. . . that delivered me pronto to the sleepy village of Población de Campos
Just after Población the main Camino path crosses the Rio Ucieza bridge – I elected to take the diversion . . .
. . . through the woods . . .
. . . and along the north side of the river
One of the occasional irrigation channels that lined the path . . .
. . . alongside flowering hawthorn . . .
. . . and blossoming apple
Near Villovieco I crossed over the Ucieza to the south bank . . .
. . . for a brief view of the church, and a water stop (no coffee shop here)
Back on the riverside path, with some welcome shade . . .
. . . glimpses of the river . . .
. . . and a number of quaint wooden bridges over small tributaries
Then, like a mirage, this hacienda, a former church appeared out of the trees . . .
. . . marking the road back to normality – and a lunch in the square at Villalcázar de Sirga
Before moving on, the 13th Century Church of Santa Maria la Virgen Blanca beckoned . . .
. . . a magnificent interior, and a pleasant refuge from the heat
Then another stretch of senda for the last four miles – no shade, but a few details of interest to be found . . .
. . . roadside poppies . . .
. . . and the ‘mini-volcanoes’ of burrowing wasps
And in the far distance the snow-capped peaks of the Cordillera Cantabrica, through the western parts of which our path will climb in a week or so’s time
Descending at last, towards Carrión de los Condes . . .
. . . almost there
And the square in Carrión . . .
. . . where I found my lodgings for the night

Today’s was a modest walk in terms of distance, at least by the standards of this Camino pilgrimage, but it was another unique section of the journey, into an oasis of calm. Suffice to say that normality was soon to be restored, via a convivial lunch and with post-walk drinks at our destination – and my phone is now back on full volume.

In choosing my Blog heading today, ‘Another Day In Paradise’ I have not only copied the lines of Phil Collins’ 1989 single, but I have also massively misinterpreted the focus of his lyrics. Collins wrote the number as a protest song, lamenting the plight of the homeless and society’s avoidance of their strife, with the reference to ‘paradise’ intended as an ironic counterpoint. The song appeared as the lead single from Collins’ fourth studio album ‘But Seriously’, written during a hiatus in the artist’s work with his band Genesis, and it became the final No 1 hit of the 1980s (and the first of the 1990s) on the US Singles Chart, whilst reaching No 2 in the UK.

A pleasant square in which to enjoy a light evening meal, ahead of a big walking day tomorrow!

One thought on “Another Day In Paradise

  1. The mountains are coming into view. An attractive diversion beside the river and away from the main route. A river that wasn’t dry….. I’m sure you’ll know what song I’m thinking of Nick.

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