When I left Hontanas I didn’t really think of much but tried ro simply enjoy the scenery. Soft rolling hills of shades of green and tera cotta with loads of wild flowers gave me much to enjoy.
There are so many yellow arrows and Camino signs that one really cannot get lost. Those signs even when there are no other roads to take are welcomed signs.
At many locations people have opted to write something of their own which is disconcerning. However, we ignore and walk on. On one sign that wasn’t quite parallel to the road was some writing. I glanced at the writing briefly and then stopped suddenly in my track
I took a few steps back and got closer to the writing, and at the bottom was faint letters that spelled Chibougamau !!
To most, this name means nothing, nothing at all. To myself and my siblings it happens to mean a lot! Chibougamau is a remote northern Canadian town (quite remote) where we lived in the early 60s when Dad was still in the Air force.
To say that I was totally stunned is a complete understatement! So, faced with this word, I opted to try to remember as much as I could about that early time in my life. Siblings, I DID take pictures but on my camera!