Buen Camino
Another day of sunlit mist and granite uplands. The gorse is festooned with dewy cobwebs and there are chestnuts and autumn croci; it’s a delight to walk an autumnal Camino.
Perched high on a hill…
But the almost highlight was an absolutely enormous steelworks perched high on the horizon at the Great Divide, where the Camino routes divide to Finisterre and Muxia; I rather admire the unashamed disruption!
An autumnal Camino.
Top right. At the ‘Great Divide’ where the routes to Finisterre and Muxia diverge in a great sea of tarmac!
It’s a long walk uphill and then down to Cee, a small town on the estuary. My left knee is very painful walking downhill, so I adopt a strange diagonal gait with my poles taking the strain.
The Camino often transitions abruptly between rural seclusion to suburbia.
A day of varied views and terrains.
The Albergue Moreira is spotless; the host ever vigilant and helpful. It has a well equipped kitchen, so I buy fresh cod and salad for supper.
Worth the walk…