Karen's Story
May 21, 2024 (19.7 miles/ 31.7km) Amidst a magical day, I embarked on a walk further down the path, meandering through a quaint village that gently guided me towards the sea. Up and down, I traversed out of the forest into a serene clearing where the air was filled with the harmonious notes of music. Before me lay a feast of Paella and melons, and there stood a free spirit, beckoning all to partake in the abundance. His name was Nocho, a pilgrim-turned-local, who, having walked the Camino himself, had settled in this charming village.
We shared Wylie's Day with him, presenting him with our badge, which he proudly displayed, hanging it from his umbrella. He vowed to share its spirit with every pilgrim who passed by. Continuing our journey, the call of the sea grew stronger with each step. Once again, the melodious strains of music reached my ears, drawing me closer. Here, I encountered an artist named Roberto Antonio, crafting exquisite wax seals adorned with gold dust. It felt like a sign from my sweet angel. Roberto smiled warmly, embracing me as though he understood the significance of the moment.
Each kilometer brought me nearer to the journey's end, a bittersweet realization. While it meant walking without the weight of a full backpack or the comfort of doubled-up wool socks, it also meant parting with Stephanie, releasing her into the wind once more, which broke my heart anew. This was my gift to her, a promise kept between best friends.
Before retiring to the hotel, I paused on the beach, searching for the perfect seashell for her. To my surprise, I stumbled upon a massive heart crafted from shells, arranged as though Stephanie herself was reassuring me: "It's okay, I love you, and thank you."
With one final ascent, I reached 0.000km—the end of the world, where the rest becomes history, a treasure trove of memories to cherish forever. I am forever blessed for having Stephanie as my best friend, teaching me what true unconditional love truly is. She showed me that I can do anything and gave me the desire and strength to embark on this journey.
I am profoundly grateful to everyone who supported me on this journey—Neil, Samantha, Shannon, Abi, Johnny, and Max—for believing in me. Abi, especially, for dedicating countless hours to transform my journal into a story to share on Wylie’s Day.
To all the remarkable pilgrims I've met on my Camino Way and to all of you who have pledged or donated to Wylie’s Day, know that Stephanie's true dream was to help find a cure, ensuring that no more children or families ever endure what we have faced. So, from the depths of my heart, thank you.
Buen Camino. Carpe Diem. Because tomorrow isn't promised.
Kermit
May 20, 2024 (16 miles/ 25.75km) After a hearty breakfast, I originally intended to enjoy just one meal, but fate had other plans, and I found myself indulging in two instead. Setting out on the path alone, I embarked on a journey of introspection spanning the entirety of the 16-mile trek, reminiscing about the 45 years of cherished memories shared with my closest companion.
The route ahead was adorned with daunting ascents and awe-inspiring vistas, each turn revealing a new landscape of breathtaking beauty. Passing through idyllic villages characterized by charming houses and sprawling farms, I couldn't help but marvel at the simplicity and serenity of rural life. Everywhere I looked, nature's splendor unfolded before me, painting a vivid tapestry of colors and textures.
Amidst this scenic backdrop, a friendly feline joined me for a stretch of the journey, its playful antics and affectionate gestures providing a welcome distraction from the solitude of the road. As we traversed the countryside together, the cat's presence served as a reminder of the simple joys that companionship brings.
Channeling the wisdom of generations past, I called out to the cows grazing in nearby pastures, eliciting curious glances and gentle nods from the gentle creatures. Capturing the moment with a photograph, I couldn't help but smile at the timeless tradition passed down through the ages.
Meanwhile, in Albuquerque, Neil's arrival by cab was met with a chorus of greetings from fellow pilgrims, each one extending a warm welcome and a helping hand. Their camaraderie and compassion served as a testament to the spirit of community that thrives along the Camino, uniting strangers in a shared journey of discovery and self-reflection.
As the day drew to a close, a sense of melancholy washed over me, knowing that tomorrow would mark the end of my pilgrimage. Yet, amidst the bittersweet farewells, I found solace in the knowledge that Stephanie's memory would live on in every step I take, her spirit guiding me towards new horizons and adventures yet to unfold. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit & Curious
May 19, 2024 (18.39 miles/ 29.60 km) Today, I embarked on a solitary trek, feeling a mix of anticipation and apprehension as I set out from the hotel. Passing by the cathedral, I made my way to a nearby café for breakfast. While waiting for a table, my eyes caught sight of three women gearing up for the trail. With a quick inquiry, I discovered they were bound for Finisterre, prompting me to forgo breakfast and join them on the path. One hailed from Seattle, while the other two hailed from Minnesota. Engaging in lively conversation, I learned of their adventures hiking together across various landscapes, including the rugged terrain of Nepal.
After covering three miles at a brisk pace, the rain made its presence known, a fleeting companion on this journey. The undulating terrain presented its challenges, promising to sculpt muscles and test endurance. Yet, the thought of sculpted buns seemed a trivial reward compared to the richness of the experience. Despite the physical exertion, the abundance of food and drink along the way—a necessity for weary pilgrims—hinted at the indulgent nature of this pilgrimage.
As I traversed the countryside, I encountered an elderly gentleman tending to his land, tools in hand. He graciously indulged my request for a selfie, capturing a fleeting moment of connection amidst our divergent paths. Approaching a picturesque stone bridge spanning a rushing river, I shared a silent appreciation of its beauty with a fellow traveler, Dash, hailing from the UK. In our brief encounter, he shared his quest for purpose, having walked the Camino from France over the course of 66 days. I offered him words of encouragement, believing that passion often reveals itself in unexpected ways.
Reuniting with Neil, we bid farewell to Dash and indulged in a leisurely lunch before opting for a brief respite with an eight-kilometer cab ride to our Albergue. Despite our weariness, the prospect of communal camaraderie beckoned, urging us to partake in the traditional pilgrim dinner and share in the stories of fellow travelers. With over fourteen miles left to conquer, we eagerly anticipate the journey ahead, drawing ever closer to Finisterre. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit & Curious
May 18, 2024 (18.05 miles/ 29.05 km) It was a very long day with an early start—29 km to reach Santiago De Compostela, the ultimate goal of all pilgrims. This is where the Camino paths converge at the majestic Cathedral De Compostela! There was a shorter route available, but I opted against it. And I'm glad I did because I met four young people from Argentina who learned Wylie’s story through our tags! My journey is far from over! I must confess, I may need to shorten some of the days because the distances are vast and the time is too short. I must be at Finisterre on Angel Day; it's my promise. So, please don't judge if I decide to taxi a few kilometers—it seems a fair compromise, allowing me to maintain the ability to function. Evenings are truly magnificent; each one is a gift as I meet new people and learn their stories. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit & Curious
May 17, 2024 (2.72 miles/ 4.38 KM) Today marked a journey of a different kind as I embarked on a travel day, a departure from the usual walking routine. Arriving at the dock, ready to board a boat from Villa de La Rosa to Padron, I felt a sense of anticipation for the spiritual finale that awaited. The voyage unfolded amidst a backdrop of twelve crosses, each marking a significant point along the route. Legend whispers that these crosses symbolize the path taken by angels escorting the remains of St. James, guiding them to their final resting place in a vessel of concrete.
As the boat gently glided through the waters, I found solace in the tranquil journey, relishing the respite from the rhythmic motion of walking. Serendipity found me in the form of a fellow traveler from Australia, to whom I imparted a Wylie’s Day patch, a small gesture connecting our paths on this pilgrimage.
Following a recommendation, we indulged in a delightful lunch with our companions from Minnesota at the esteemed Los Casa dos Martinez, savoring every bite amidst good company. Our exploration continued with a leisurely stroll through Padron’s botanical garden, a sanctuary of lush greenery and fragrant blooms.
With the promise of an early night beckoning, tomorrow looms large with a daunting trek of over 24 kilometers to Santiago De Compostella. While for many pilgrims, this marks the journey's end, my destination lies beyond, beckoning me onward to Finisterre, a distance 80 kilometers away. Contemplating the road ahead, I foresee the need to lighten my load, perhaps by transporting my bag or even enlisting the aid of a cab, yet the destination remains unwavering in my mind—I must reach Finisterre.
Today, amidst the whispers of the wind and the rustle of leaves, Stephie’s presence enveloped my thoughts, urging me to seize the moment in ways I never imagined. From ringing a forbidden bell to playfully touching the balls of a statue and even daring to climb an ornamental tree, each act bore the imprint of her laughter, a reminder of the joy we shared in our youthful abandon. In those moments, I could almost see her mischievous grin, a testament to the enduring bond of friendship that knows no bounds. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 16, 2024 (15.07 miles/ 24.25 KM) We embarked from our dwelling, setting foot upon the road that led to the Monastery, anticipation tingling within as we sought to embrace Rebecca and secure a beautiful stamp for our Comino Passport. The air was hushed, disturbed only by our footsteps. Rebecca kindly adorned our passports with the sought-after stamp, and to our delight, Sister Paula awaited our acquaintance. Her aura enveloped us in warmth as she embraced us, bestowing upon us her blessings for the journey ahead—Buen Camino indeed. And as if on cue, the heavens opened, draping the landscape in a gossamer veil of rain. Donning our ponchos, we embarked on the 35km stretch ahead, tracing the path alongside the swollen river. The Camino unfolded before us, winding through narrow passages, navigating steep and slippery rocks, where cascading waterfalls adorned the mountainsides like nature's jewels, each more enchanting than the last. Lost in the embrace of the forest, one couldn't help but feel a spiritual awakening. After four arduous miles, a welcome respite awaited at a quaint café, where the aroma of coffee beckoned. Refreshed and fortified, we ventured forth for another five miles before halting for lunch, savoring the simple pleasure of homemade sandwiches. Sharing Wylie's Day patches with fellow pilgrims, we forged connections with kindred spirits—a radiologist and his wife a lawyer-cum-nonprofit worker. As we treaded on, a solitary church emerged, its serenity beckoning us. Without hesitation, I reached out and rang the bell, a symbolic gesture of our journey—Buen Camino, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 15, 2024 (12.74 miles/ 20.50 KM) Aware of the challenges that lay ahead—a grueling ascent of 20 km, the last 9 of which were a relentless uphill battle—we set out, fortified by a restful night in the embrace of a charming old hotel. The day greeted us with a chill, the air crisp and invigorating, a reminder of the necessity of merino wool leggings. Engaged in a rhythmic dance of donning and doffing ponchos, we pressed on, the cold rain a constant companion. The ascent began long before the final 9 km, guiding us through sleepy villages, rocky river crossings, and dense forests blanketed in fallen leaves—a labyrinth of mud and slippery terrain. Rebecca, our knowledgeable guide, beckoned us to pause for lunch in the quaint village of Camborra, extending a tempting invitation to a wine tasting. Yet, the muddy climb loomed, a formidable obstacle in our path. Contemplating our options, I sought counsel from afar, pondering what my dearest friend would advise. The answer was clear—a cab ride to the winery was the only choice. Tomorrow, the Camino would beckon anew, but for now, we immersed ourselves in the splendor of an ancient palace turned winery. Each sip unveiled a story, a testament to the meticulous process that birthed these exquisite flavors. Another day brimming with extraordinary encounters and cherished memories—Buen Camino, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 14, 2024 (14 miles/ 22.53 KM) Today was a constant trek with on-and-off rain. With the first four kilometers being steep hills. The countryside was breathtaking, filled with the sounds of roosters crowing and horses and sheep grazing. The adorable houses had glistening flowers all over at the beginning of our hike and a delightful woman driving by stopped to point us in the right direction. Of course, I led us a bit off course. Once on the right path, we found ourselves in front of a pilgrim in need of assistance, where we were happy to help. Halfway through our hike, we found ourselves in a forest where we got our credentials stamped and bought some fresh fruit. It was delicious! When we stopped for lunch for a much-needed rest and nosh. In order to avoid slippery slopes we took a different route where we were mostly on a main road. Finally, we made it to Pontevedra, where I stopped at a Cathedral to purchase a beautiful rock. Now it is time to rest until tomorrow. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 13, 2024 (12.39 miles/ 19.94 KM) The song "Rain Rain Go Away" could not be sung enough today. Rain came down all day long as Neil and I hiked up and down the hills of Spain. Even with the rain, we still were granted beautiful sights with artwork all around. Once we reached our destination, we went off to dinner with all of our new friends. This was not just any dinner, though. This meal was a group of people who are becoming part of the Wylie’s Day Family. Dinner was filled with people from all around the world from Cape Town, Argentina, Germany, California, and beyond. Together, we shared our dream to find a cure, along with delicious food and joy-filled laughter. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 12, 2024 (13.03 miles/ 20.97 KM) With today being Mother’s Day, Neil and I planned to get an early start in order to relax and celebrate. The morning was brisk and, sadly, coffee-free. Our legs barked at us with rolling hills, walking up and down over and over. In Spain, we noticed that Sundays seem to be for the family, with children laughing with parents, grandparents, and cousins all enjoying each other's company. It brought a mix of emotions for me: the joy of hearing kids' giggles all around, and a tinge of missing my own children and grandchildren. Neil and I smiled as we walked and then celebrated Mother's Day with a nice lunch and video calls to see the grandkids. It filled my heart to see all six of their smiling faces. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 11, 2024 (4.49 miles/ 7.23 KM) Due to Neil’s flight being delayed, I chose to make today a short one. My walk to Baiona was delightful. The town is filled with cute shops and beautiful cafes with lovely outdoor eating areas. During my visit, I was greeted by an incredible woman who has a PhD in Anthropology. She has started a Camino walking group called “The Scholars”. We swapped stories and I was touched by Wylie’s tale. I am so grateful that my best friend has somehow given me the opportunity to make these friends from all around the world. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 10, 2024 (12.53 miles/ 20.16 KM) Though today was not my longest hike, it was definitely one of my most challenging ones so far. The day was filled with winding roads and mountains. I even found myself actually climbing a mountain today. The view was worth it. When I looked out, I saw a lone lighthouse overseeing a blue ocean. I am so grateful for this adventure and the obstacles that I am facing. Until tomorrow, Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 9, 2024 (9.52 miles/ 15.32 KM) The day started out with a chill in the air but quickly warmed as the sun rose higher in the sky. It was a peaceful hike complemented by open fields and crashing waves. The path took me along a highway; luckily, this was a very short section of my walk today. I was greeted by a small church where I stopped only to light a candle for all the loved ones lost and to guide my way. As I entered the beautiful village of Oia, I heard my new friends calling my attention. Gabby from Germany and some of the others arrived a bit before me, and we gathered together for a quick bite and some drinks before reaching the hotel. This evening I have been gifted with another amazing view to lull me to sleep before my next adventure. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 8, 2024 (8 miles/ 12.87 KM) My dreams the night before were filled with delightful conversations with Stephie. It felt as if we talked all night about life, this journey and how Wylie's Day is still breathing and fighting to find a cure. I awoke ready to tackle the walk, which felt like a breeze, only being 8 miles! It was beautiful crossing the border from Portugal to Spain. I was greeted by Capt. Jack Sparrow, who took us on his pirate esc boat across the river. The hike ended on a cobblestone path along the sea, crashing waves on my left with grazing goats, sheep, and horses on my right. Around me, my new friends buzzed with conversation as we entered A Guarda. Before I settled in for the night, I took a frigid dip in the ocean. I managed to get some laundry done, took a shower and cleaned up. I now have a glass of delicious wine in my hand, and a beautiful sunset to stare at. I feel so fullI knowing Stephie is with me, and just as excited to see what tomorrow will bring. Buen Camino/ Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 7, 2024 (13.06 miles/ 21 KM) They say that the Camino provides and it truly does. Meeting people from all over the world, walking with them, and sharing our stories. I decided to take the literal route today without the need to climb every mountain or forge every stream. A beautiful hike along the seashore heading towards Spain reminded me of my best friend and our family vacations. As I pasted sandcastles on the beach, I was greeted with memories of joy and laughter where Steph would sit in the sand building for hours with all 5 kids. When I heard crashing waves, I traveled back to boogie-boarding and Das Boat (our blowup paddle boat). When I smelled the salt in the air, flashes of nighttime bonfires with the entire family, entered my vision. I met a fellow New Englander who changed my dive hotel to a beautiful living quarters for the night. Bom Camino/ Carpe Diem ~ Kermit
May 6, 2024 (16.16 miles/ 26 KM) I thought yesterday was a hard walk with rain. Today the sun shined, but the path was challenging. The Coastal Route was filled with steep climbs, washed-out trails, rocks, and rivers to cross. I was definitely out of my comfort zone. An 80-year-old man and his sister were on the trail; he was leaning to one side, and then I watched him FALL! Everyone was there ready to help. I'm so blessed to have joined this beautiful community of dreamers. We all rushed to him, bandaged him up, and then our Comino Angel, Martin, carried his pack. Then we continued walking with this man, making sure he did not fall again. Finally made it to the guest house, or so I thought (my room was actually a few minutes away). Luckily, Sophia found me a room at the house, and now I get to relax. $8 bottle of wine, communal area, clothes drying on the rack, and I even have a fan. The Comino provides! With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 5, 2024 (13.70 miles/ 22.05 KM) Soaking wet feet from hiking in sideways rain. So grateful for the wonderful people I have met from all over the world. The sun started to poke out greeting me to my destination Esposende. With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 4, 2024 (10.71miles/ 17.24KM) 30 knot winds, sideways rain, crashing waves, beautiful are and architecture. Stephanie would love it all. With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 3, 2024 (15.53miles/ 25KM) Stephie sent me a bit out of the way as usual. There is GPS then there is the SS way! But I made it to my second stop Labruge, Portugal ready to rest for tomorrow's adventure. With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
Why The Camino
February 1979 I tore off a tag at the Univ of Hartford student union for a room in a house. I moved into an old farmhouse with two other girls and two boys. That is where the story of a friendship like no other begins.
I was timid and cautious, Stephanie was a year older than me carefree and anything but cautious.
We quickly became BFFs, Stephie became Curious (as in George) and I answered to Kermit (like the frog) It didn’t take long to realize that she was my person, no matter what, we could count on each other for anything. Funny to think a Monkey and a Frog could be so close, but the reality is as long as I had her in my life I knew I could get through anything.
Life went on, we shared so much, marriage, babies, houses, vacations. Her oldest and my youngest even had their own language. Then the unimaginable, we lost her oldest, Wylie to pediatric brain tumor, devastation is an understatement, our families are so close, the candle barely flickered.
As time passed we found our way to heal, Stephanie and John created Wylie’s Day Foundation, raising funds and awareness to one day find a cure for pediatric brain tumors. My wild and crazy friend became a public voice in this world that no parent wants to be part of, but she was, and she did it all with grace, and fury.
Devoting time at Ronald McDonald House, attending Medical Research Meetings, and fund raising.
Her youngest son Max was grown, my 3 girls had babies of their own, so we decided to relive one of our many favorite vacations together.
WE were all happy to be together at the beach, like old times.
5 weeks later I get a call that my person has cholangial carcinoma, I could not even process this new reality. I would do anything in the world for her, I always said I would go to the end of the world with her or for her.
On May 21 my 63rd birthday my BFF became my birthday, Angel. My life changed; I am not the same. I do know how blessed I am, I had her as my BFF, for 45 years.
In honor of Stephanie I am going to travel from Porto Portugal to Santiago and onto Finisterre, where I will complete her journey.
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Steph’s last fundraiser for Wylie’s Day. Our request is that you pledge $ per mil, our route is 247 miles Starting on May 3 Stephanie’s 65th birthday and completing on May 21st.
All donations will go to Wylie’s Day.
We shared Wylie's Day with him, presenting him with our badge, which he proudly displayed, hanging it from his umbrella. He vowed to share its spirit with every pilgrim who passed by. Continuing our journey, the call of the sea grew stronger with each step. Once again, the melodious strains of music reached my ears, drawing me closer. Here, I encountered an artist named Roberto Antonio, crafting exquisite wax seals adorned with gold dust. It felt like a sign from my sweet angel. Roberto smiled warmly, embracing me as though he understood the significance of the moment.
Each kilometer brought me nearer to the journey's end, a bittersweet realization. While it meant walking without the weight of a full backpack or the comfort of doubled-up wool socks, it also meant parting with Stephanie, releasing her into the wind once more, which broke my heart anew. This was my gift to her, a promise kept between best friends.
Before retiring to the hotel, I paused on the beach, searching for the perfect seashell for her. To my surprise, I stumbled upon a massive heart crafted from shells, arranged as though Stephanie herself was reassuring me: "It's okay, I love you, and thank you."
With one final ascent, I reached 0.000km—the end of the world, where the rest becomes history, a treasure trove of memories to cherish forever. I am forever blessed for having Stephanie as my best friend, teaching me what true unconditional love truly is. She showed me that I can do anything and gave me the desire and strength to embark on this journey.
I am profoundly grateful to everyone who supported me on this journey—Neil, Samantha, Shannon, Abi, Johnny, and Max—for believing in me. Abi, especially, for dedicating countless hours to transform my journal into a story to share on Wylie’s Day.
To all the remarkable pilgrims I've met on my Camino Way and to all of you who have pledged or donated to Wylie’s Day, know that Stephanie's true dream was to help find a cure, ensuring that no more children or families ever endure what we have faced. So, from the depths of my heart, thank you.
Buen Camino. Carpe Diem. Because tomorrow isn't promised.
Kermit
May 20, 2024 (16 miles/ 25.75km) After a hearty breakfast, I originally intended to enjoy just one meal, but fate had other plans, and I found myself indulging in two instead. Setting out on the path alone, I embarked on a journey of introspection spanning the entirety of the 16-mile trek, reminiscing about the 45 years of cherished memories shared with my closest companion.
The route ahead was adorned with daunting ascents and awe-inspiring vistas, each turn revealing a new landscape of breathtaking beauty. Passing through idyllic villages characterized by charming houses and sprawling farms, I couldn't help but marvel at the simplicity and serenity of rural life. Everywhere I looked, nature's splendor unfolded before me, painting a vivid tapestry of colors and textures.
Amidst this scenic backdrop, a friendly feline joined me for a stretch of the journey, its playful antics and affectionate gestures providing a welcome distraction from the solitude of the road. As we traversed the countryside together, the cat's presence served as a reminder of the simple joys that companionship brings.
Channeling the wisdom of generations past, I called out to the cows grazing in nearby pastures, eliciting curious glances and gentle nods from the gentle creatures. Capturing the moment with a photograph, I couldn't help but smile at the timeless tradition passed down through the ages.
Meanwhile, in Albuquerque, Neil's arrival by cab was met with a chorus of greetings from fellow pilgrims, each one extending a warm welcome and a helping hand. Their camaraderie and compassion served as a testament to the spirit of community that thrives along the Camino, uniting strangers in a shared journey of discovery and self-reflection.
As the day drew to a close, a sense of melancholy washed over me, knowing that tomorrow would mark the end of my pilgrimage. Yet, amidst the bittersweet farewells, I found solace in the knowledge that Stephanie's memory would live on in every step I take, her spirit guiding me towards new horizons and adventures yet to unfold. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit & Curious
May 19, 2024 (18.39 miles/ 29.60 km) Today, I embarked on a solitary trek, feeling a mix of anticipation and apprehension as I set out from the hotel. Passing by the cathedral, I made my way to a nearby café for breakfast. While waiting for a table, my eyes caught sight of three women gearing up for the trail. With a quick inquiry, I discovered they were bound for Finisterre, prompting me to forgo breakfast and join them on the path. One hailed from Seattle, while the other two hailed from Minnesota. Engaging in lively conversation, I learned of their adventures hiking together across various landscapes, including the rugged terrain of Nepal.
After covering three miles at a brisk pace, the rain made its presence known, a fleeting companion on this journey. The undulating terrain presented its challenges, promising to sculpt muscles and test endurance. Yet, the thought of sculpted buns seemed a trivial reward compared to the richness of the experience. Despite the physical exertion, the abundance of food and drink along the way—a necessity for weary pilgrims—hinted at the indulgent nature of this pilgrimage.
As I traversed the countryside, I encountered an elderly gentleman tending to his land, tools in hand. He graciously indulged my request for a selfie, capturing a fleeting moment of connection amidst our divergent paths. Approaching a picturesque stone bridge spanning a rushing river, I shared a silent appreciation of its beauty with a fellow traveler, Dash, hailing from the UK. In our brief encounter, he shared his quest for purpose, having walked the Camino from France over the course of 66 days. I offered him words of encouragement, believing that passion often reveals itself in unexpected ways.
Reuniting with Neil, we bid farewell to Dash and indulged in a leisurely lunch before opting for a brief respite with an eight-kilometer cab ride to our Albergue. Despite our weariness, the prospect of communal camaraderie beckoned, urging us to partake in the traditional pilgrim dinner and share in the stories of fellow travelers. With over fourteen miles left to conquer, we eagerly anticipate the journey ahead, drawing ever closer to Finisterre. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit & Curious
May 18, 2024 (18.05 miles/ 29.05 km) It was a very long day with an early start—29 km to reach Santiago De Compostela, the ultimate goal of all pilgrims. This is where the Camino paths converge at the majestic Cathedral De Compostela! There was a shorter route available, but I opted against it. And I'm glad I did because I met four young people from Argentina who learned Wylie’s story through our tags! My journey is far from over! I must confess, I may need to shorten some of the days because the distances are vast and the time is too short. I must be at Finisterre on Angel Day; it's my promise. So, please don't judge if I decide to taxi a few kilometers—it seems a fair compromise, allowing me to maintain the ability to function. Evenings are truly magnificent; each one is a gift as I meet new people and learn their stories. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit & Curious
May 17, 2024 (2.72 miles/ 4.38 KM) Today marked a journey of a different kind as I embarked on a travel day, a departure from the usual walking routine. Arriving at the dock, ready to board a boat from Villa de La Rosa to Padron, I felt a sense of anticipation for the spiritual finale that awaited. The voyage unfolded amidst a backdrop of twelve crosses, each marking a significant point along the route. Legend whispers that these crosses symbolize the path taken by angels escorting the remains of St. James, guiding them to their final resting place in a vessel of concrete.
As the boat gently glided through the waters, I found solace in the tranquil journey, relishing the respite from the rhythmic motion of walking. Serendipity found me in the form of a fellow traveler from Australia, to whom I imparted a Wylie’s Day patch, a small gesture connecting our paths on this pilgrimage.
Following a recommendation, we indulged in a delightful lunch with our companions from Minnesota at the esteemed Los Casa dos Martinez, savoring every bite amidst good company. Our exploration continued with a leisurely stroll through Padron’s botanical garden, a sanctuary of lush greenery and fragrant blooms.
With the promise of an early night beckoning, tomorrow looms large with a daunting trek of over 24 kilometers to Santiago De Compostella. While for many pilgrims, this marks the journey's end, my destination lies beyond, beckoning me onward to Finisterre, a distance 80 kilometers away. Contemplating the road ahead, I foresee the need to lighten my load, perhaps by transporting my bag or even enlisting the aid of a cab, yet the destination remains unwavering in my mind—I must reach Finisterre.
Today, amidst the whispers of the wind and the rustle of leaves, Stephie’s presence enveloped my thoughts, urging me to seize the moment in ways I never imagined. From ringing a forbidden bell to playfully touching the balls of a statue and even daring to climb an ornamental tree, each act bore the imprint of her laughter, a reminder of the joy we shared in our youthful abandon. In those moments, I could almost see her mischievous grin, a testament to the enduring bond of friendship that knows no bounds. - Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 16, 2024 (15.07 miles/ 24.25 KM) We embarked from our dwelling, setting foot upon the road that led to the Monastery, anticipation tingling within as we sought to embrace Rebecca and secure a beautiful stamp for our Comino Passport. The air was hushed, disturbed only by our footsteps. Rebecca kindly adorned our passports with the sought-after stamp, and to our delight, Sister Paula awaited our acquaintance. Her aura enveloped us in warmth as she embraced us, bestowing upon us her blessings for the journey ahead—Buen Camino indeed. And as if on cue, the heavens opened, draping the landscape in a gossamer veil of rain. Donning our ponchos, we embarked on the 35km stretch ahead, tracing the path alongside the swollen river. The Camino unfolded before us, winding through narrow passages, navigating steep and slippery rocks, where cascading waterfalls adorned the mountainsides like nature's jewels, each more enchanting than the last. Lost in the embrace of the forest, one couldn't help but feel a spiritual awakening. After four arduous miles, a welcome respite awaited at a quaint café, where the aroma of coffee beckoned. Refreshed and fortified, we ventured forth for another five miles before halting for lunch, savoring the simple pleasure of homemade sandwiches. Sharing Wylie's Day patches with fellow pilgrims, we forged connections with kindred spirits—a radiologist and his wife a lawyer-cum-nonprofit worker. As we treaded on, a solitary church emerged, its serenity beckoning us. Without hesitation, I reached out and rang the bell, a symbolic gesture of our journey—Buen Camino, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 15, 2024 (12.74 miles/ 20.50 KM) Aware of the challenges that lay ahead—a grueling ascent of 20 km, the last 9 of which were a relentless uphill battle—we set out, fortified by a restful night in the embrace of a charming old hotel. The day greeted us with a chill, the air crisp and invigorating, a reminder of the necessity of merino wool leggings. Engaged in a rhythmic dance of donning and doffing ponchos, we pressed on, the cold rain a constant companion. The ascent began long before the final 9 km, guiding us through sleepy villages, rocky river crossings, and dense forests blanketed in fallen leaves—a labyrinth of mud and slippery terrain. Rebecca, our knowledgeable guide, beckoned us to pause for lunch in the quaint village of Camborra, extending a tempting invitation to a wine tasting. Yet, the muddy climb loomed, a formidable obstacle in our path. Contemplating our options, I sought counsel from afar, pondering what my dearest friend would advise. The answer was clear—a cab ride to the winery was the only choice. Tomorrow, the Camino would beckon anew, but for now, we immersed ourselves in the splendor of an ancient palace turned winery. Each sip unveiled a story, a testament to the meticulous process that birthed these exquisite flavors. Another day brimming with extraordinary encounters and cherished memories—Buen Camino, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 14, 2024 (14 miles/ 22.53 KM) Today was a constant trek with on-and-off rain. With the first four kilometers being steep hills. The countryside was breathtaking, filled with the sounds of roosters crowing and horses and sheep grazing. The adorable houses had glistening flowers all over at the beginning of our hike and a delightful woman driving by stopped to point us in the right direction. Of course, I led us a bit off course. Once on the right path, we found ourselves in front of a pilgrim in need of assistance, where we were happy to help. Halfway through our hike, we found ourselves in a forest where we got our credentials stamped and bought some fresh fruit. It was delicious! When we stopped for lunch for a much-needed rest and nosh. In order to avoid slippery slopes we took a different route where we were mostly on a main road. Finally, we made it to Pontevedra, where I stopped at a Cathedral to purchase a beautiful rock. Now it is time to rest until tomorrow. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 13, 2024 (12.39 miles/ 19.94 KM) The song "Rain Rain Go Away" could not be sung enough today. Rain came down all day long as Neil and I hiked up and down the hills of Spain. Even with the rain, we still were granted beautiful sights with artwork all around. Once we reached our destination, we went off to dinner with all of our new friends. This was not just any dinner, though. This meal was a group of people who are becoming part of the Wylie’s Day Family. Dinner was filled with people from all around the world from Cape Town, Argentina, Germany, California, and beyond. Together, we shared our dream to find a cure, along with delicious food and joy-filled laughter. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 12, 2024 (13.03 miles/ 20.97 KM) With today being Mother’s Day, Neil and I planned to get an early start in order to relax and celebrate. The morning was brisk and, sadly, coffee-free. Our legs barked at us with rolling hills, walking up and down over and over. In Spain, we noticed that Sundays seem to be for the family, with children laughing with parents, grandparents, and cousins all enjoying each other's company. It brought a mix of emotions for me: the joy of hearing kids' giggles all around, and a tinge of missing my own children and grandchildren. Neil and I smiled as we walked and then celebrated Mother's Day with a nice lunch and video calls to see the grandkids. It filled my heart to see all six of their smiling faces. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 11, 2024 (4.49 miles/ 7.23 KM) Due to Neil’s flight being delayed, I chose to make today a short one. My walk to Baiona was delightful. The town is filled with cute shops and beautiful cafes with lovely outdoor eating areas. During my visit, I was greeted by an incredible woman who has a PhD in Anthropology. She has started a Camino walking group called “The Scholars”. We swapped stories and I was touched by Wylie’s tale. I am so grateful that my best friend has somehow given me the opportunity to make these friends from all around the world. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 10, 2024 (12.53 miles/ 20.16 KM) Though today was not my longest hike, it was definitely one of my most challenging ones so far. The day was filled with winding roads and mountains. I even found myself actually climbing a mountain today. The view was worth it. When I looked out, I saw a lone lighthouse overseeing a blue ocean. I am so grateful for this adventure and the obstacles that I am facing. Until tomorrow, Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 9, 2024 (9.52 miles/ 15.32 KM) The day started out with a chill in the air but quickly warmed as the sun rose higher in the sky. It was a peaceful hike complemented by open fields and crashing waves. The path took me along a highway; luckily, this was a very short section of my walk today. I was greeted by a small church where I stopped only to light a candle for all the loved ones lost and to guide my way. As I entered the beautiful village of Oia, I heard my new friends calling my attention. Gabby from Germany and some of the others arrived a bit before me, and we gathered together for a quick bite and some drinks before reaching the hotel. This evening I have been gifted with another amazing view to lull me to sleep before my next adventure. Buen Camino/Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 8, 2024 (8 miles/ 12.87 KM) My dreams the night before were filled with delightful conversations with Stephie. It felt as if we talked all night about life, this journey and how Wylie's Day is still breathing and fighting to find a cure. I awoke ready to tackle the walk, which felt like a breeze, only being 8 miles! It was beautiful crossing the border from Portugal to Spain. I was greeted by Capt. Jack Sparrow, who took us on his pirate esc boat across the river. The hike ended on a cobblestone path along the sea, crashing waves on my left with grazing goats, sheep, and horses on my right. Around me, my new friends buzzed with conversation as we entered A Guarda. Before I settled in for the night, I took a frigid dip in the ocean. I managed to get some laundry done, took a shower and cleaned up. I now have a glass of delicious wine in my hand, and a beautiful sunset to stare at. I feel so fullI knowing Stephie is with me, and just as excited to see what tomorrow will bring. Buen Camino/ Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 7, 2024 (13.06 miles/ 21 KM) They say that the Camino provides and it truly does. Meeting people from all over the world, walking with them, and sharing our stories. I decided to take the literal route today without the need to climb every mountain or forge every stream. A beautiful hike along the seashore heading towards Spain reminded me of my best friend and our family vacations. As I pasted sandcastles on the beach, I was greeted with memories of joy and laughter where Steph would sit in the sand building for hours with all 5 kids. When I heard crashing waves, I traveled back to boogie-boarding and Das Boat (our blowup paddle boat). When I smelled the salt in the air, flashes of nighttime bonfires with the entire family, entered my vision. I met a fellow New Englander who changed my dive hotel to a beautiful living quarters for the night. Bom Camino/ Carpe Diem ~ Kermit
May 6, 2024 (16.16 miles/ 26 KM) I thought yesterday was a hard walk with rain. Today the sun shined, but the path was challenging. The Coastal Route was filled with steep climbs, washed-out trails, rocks, and rivers to cross. I was definitely out of my comfort zone. An 80-year-old man and his sister were on the trail; he was leaning to one side, and then I watched him FALL! Everyone was there ready to help. I'm so blessed to have joined this beautiful community of dreamers. We all rushed to him, bandaged him up, and then our Comino Angel, Martin, carried his pack. Then we continued walking with this man, making sure he did not fall again. Finally made it to the guest house, or so I thought (my room was actually a few minutes away). Luckily, Sophia found me a room at the house, and now I get to relax. $8 bottle of wine, communal area, clothes drying on the rack, and I even have a fan. The Comino provides! With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 5, 2024 (13.70 miles/ 22.05 KM) Soaking wet feet from hiking in sideways rain. So grateful for the wonderful people I have met from all over the world. The sun started to poke out greeting me to my destination Esposende. With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 4, 2024 (10.71miles/ 17.24KM) 30 knot winds, sideways rain, crashing waves, beautiful are and architecture. Stephanie would love it all. With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
May 3, 2024 (15.53miles/ 25KM) Stephie sent me a bit out of the way as usual. There is GPS then there is the SS way! But I made it to my second stop Labruge, Portugal ready to rest for tomorrow's adventure. With infinite love and gratitude, Carpe Diem~ Kermit
Why The Camino
February 1979 I tore off a tag at the Univ of Hartford student union for a room in a house. I moved into an old farmhouse with two other girls and two boys. That is where the story of a friendship like no other begins.
I was timid and cautious, Stephanie was a year older than me carefree and anything but cautious.
We quickly became BFFs, Stephie became Curious (as in George) and I answered to Kermit (like the frog) It didn’t take long to realize that she was my person, no matter what, we could count on each other for anything. Funny to think a Monkey and a Frog could be so close, but the reality is as long as I had her in my life I knew I could get through anything.
Life went on, we shared so much, marriage, babies, houses, vacations. Her oldest and my youngest even had their own language. Then the unimaginable, we lost her oldest, Wylie to pediatric brain tumor, devastation is an understatement, our families are so close, the candle barely flickered.
As time passed we found our way to heal, Stephanie and John created Wylie’s Day Foundation, raising funds and awareness to one day find a cure for pediatric brain tumors. My wild and crazy friend became a public voice in this world that no parent wants to be part of, but she was, and she did it all with grace, and fury.
Devoting time at Ronald McDonald House, attending Medical Research Meetings, and fund raising.
Her youngest son Max was grown, my 3 girls had babies of their own, so we decided to relive one of our many favorite vacations together.
WE were all happy to be together at the beach, like old times.
5 weeks later I get a call that my person has cholangial carcinoma, I could not even process this new reality. I would do anything in the world for her, I always said I would go to the end of the world with her or for her.
On May 21 my 63rd birthday my BFF became my birthday, Angel. My life changed; I am not the same. I do know how blessed I am, I had her as my BFF, for 45 years.
In honor of Stephanie I am going to travel from Porto Portugal to Santiago and onto Finisterre, where I will complete her journey.
Follow Kermit/Curious Camino,
Steph’s last fundraiser for Wylie’s Day. Our request is that you pledge $ per mil, our route is 247 miles Starting on May 3 Stephanie’s 65th birthday and completing on May 21st.
All donations will go to Wylie’s Day.
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