Psalm 57:10-11 "For your steadfast love is a high as the heavens; your faithfulness extends to the clouds. Be exalted, O God, above the heavens, let your glory be over all the earth."
Well yesterday afternoon was just miserable weather-wise, and it rained steadily after I arrived at my gîte. I was thankful I had planned a short morning walk. The gîte and equestrian center, Le Haget, was in the middle of nowhere, and apart from the equestrian center and pool (which I didn't take advantage of), there was little to do.
Leaving Le Haget early, I again passed by the 12th century chapel which was once an outpost for the Knights of the Order of Malta, known simply as the Eglise d' hôpital, dedicated to Ste. Claire. The remainder of the buildings had been destroyed during the French Wars of Religion. Apparently the pilgrimage route from Rocamadour, mentioned earlier, also had a variant route that joined the Via Podiensis here as well. It seemed so remote, but then I was judging from 21st century eyes. I stopped, had a look, then continued on five more kilometers to Nogaro.
Oops--what do I do here?? |
I wasn't sure what to make of this--I barely knew what day it was |
First glimpse of Nogaro |
Approaching Nogaro |
Les Chais de Saint-Jacques |
Although much had been destroyed and rebuilt over the centuries, there were lovely capitals, and frescoes. The newest stained glass windows, dating from the 21st century have vegetable and grain themes.
Lanne-Soubiran, Maison Labarbe |
Lanne-Soubarin, Gîte d'étape Le Presbytère |
Eglise de Lanne-Soubiran |
The walk on to Lanne-Soubiran was mostly though fields and woods, occasionally intersecting roads and highways. My gîte, Le Presbytère, is authentic, and is actually attached to the church, dedicated to St. Peter, which dates from the 11th century.
Unfortunately the gîte only opened at 3 pm and I was there, along with two German pilgrims, at 1:30 pm. There is NOTHING to do at Lanne-Soubiran, as there is nothing else here. NOTHING.
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