Another good day's walking. Again, Mark met me at a convenient section, catching a taxi to Hospital.
Breezy morning and quite strong winds this afternoon but that was preferable to walking in the still heat. Exciting moving closer to the coast.
Leaving A Picota. Wind turbines along all the ridges. This is a mainly beef and dairy farming area with cornfields to feed their herds.
After walking along the highway I came to Ponte Olveiroa, which rejoins the Camino Finisterre.
Walkers beginning their day at albergue cafes.
Gene, an Irishman, striding off to Muxia, a 39 kms walk for him today.
Olveiroa- small village with a lot of appeal.
A mural coming out of the town, depicting village life, including pilgrims.
Some minor road walking, climbing, with scenic views.
Pastoral scenes.
Small cafes. I try to stop to refuel and impose a little rest as I like to continue walking. Always worth it for the different characters you meet and the Spanish language opportunities. There are lots of older Spanish groups walking this route.
Hospital. An ancient stop for pilgrims, now a modern information centre.
A rich history recorded in medieval texts.
Nearby, Mark was waiting.
A long dry stretch ahead.
It seemed like a 15kms No-mans-land.
A few ancient landmarks. This is the Alto Do Cruceiro da Amada.
We appreciated any shade along the way.
A pretty rest at the chapel of our lady of Neves.
Only a few opportunities for rest.
Views across the valleys.
Heading down to the seaside town of Cee.
A very steep descents to contend with.
Our private albergue, thankfully at the bottom of the hill at the entry to Cee. 12 euros with linen. Immaculately clean.
Albergue O Bordon.
One dormitory and it is filling fast.
The attractive port of Cee. We look forward to discovering its delights tomorrow.
Meanwhile an early meal at a pilgrim friendly restaurant near our albergue, which is on the outskirts of town. Beef and cod and a delicious Nordic salad. Another triumphal day!
M&M
1 comment:
Much better to take a taxi to Hospital than to a hospital. Reading your first entry we thought that Mark's knee had given up completely until we noticed the map!
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