Teresa here, looking forward to beginning the Camino Francés in late August and walking in to Santiago at the end of September. I'll be walking solo but not really; I expect to have plenty of company from new friends along the way.
My dear friend and "second mother" visited Santiago with her husband many years ago; the pilgrimage route held special meaning for her, but by then her health would not permit the adventuring of her earlier years. My mother, too, became an adventurer, especially after 50, sometimes with me and often with my dad (my avatar is from a painting of his beautiful old hiking boots). I wish I could tell them that I am now having my best and happiest years, but I feel like I'll be taking them along with me, so it's all right.
In the past couple of weeks, I have turned 62, and I've booked my flight to Paris and train to Bayonne, a night in SJPdP and the next in Orisson, and a hotel room (with a bathtub!) in Santiago. Yesterday I requested my credencial. I am training, so far, mostly by long bike rides. I've repacked my pack over and over; it is probably about time to start carrying it around rather than obsessing over which socks!