When I turned 40, I thought that perhaps putting it off was not the wisest of decisions.
So, emboldened by cerveza, I decided on the spot to try the walk the year I turn 45. This was then moved up two years to 43.
So, I left my home on April 26th, 2008 to walk the Camino. I succeeded, for the most part, and arrived in Santiago de Compestela on May 27, 2008. I then took the bus to Finisterre as I wanted to see the end of the earth. I then took the train down to join my wife Sandy and my two sons Keiran and Aleksander for our travels in Spain. 9 days later we flew to Germany and then finally on July 17th, 2008 we flew back to Canada.