In its most traditional route, from the Pyrenees to the Atlantic Ocean through the regions of northern Spain, the Camino de Santiago is very similar to a huge human river flowing westward. I immersed myself in it with light luggage and light mind: a 30 days effort from Saint Jean Pied de Port to Cape Finisterre with everything I needed crammed into a backpack that became an extension of my body. That’s why I travelled with just a tiny ragefinder camera and few rolls. The sequence of photos is more a set of scattered fragments that a detailed description of places or people: the visual material is purified from the human and urban elements to get a more emotional and intimate vision. A journey through time and space in a landscape tamed by man and often very well looked after in which the sings of farming, practiced here for centuries, are visible everywhere and past and present elements continue to be layered incessantly: this is an ancient land.