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  • Day13

    Fisterra, Spain

    June 4, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 16 °C

    Fisterra is on Cape Finisterre, the final destination for many pilgrims on the El Camino de Santiago (Way of St. James).
    The Camino Finisterre, an extension to the Camino de Santiago, takes an additional three to four days, to complete the pilgrimage to the medieval "end of the world." 
    We walked the 3km from town to Cape Finisterre - rewarded constantly with beautiful coastal views with the gorgeous shades of blue and torquoise water.
    It was inspiring to see those who had made the journey here walk to the furthest point possible, take their photos, (some burn their clothes and shoes) humbly turn around to head back in the direction they came from. We asked one lady how far she had journeyed - she and her friend (both mature in age) left France on 1 April and travelled 1, 515km to get to this point some two months and 4 days later! Amazing achievement!

    Fisterra is a beautiful fishing village with lots of narrow streets winding down to the water. Lovely restaurants and cafés.... and churros with hot chocolate! A nice relaxed atmosphere here.
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  • Day152

    Epilog: Kap Finisterre

    December 1, 2018 in Spain ⋅ 🌬 14 °C

    Da der Pilgerrythmus uns schon früh aus dem Bett gehauen hat, beschlossen wir heute morgen den Bus nach Fisterra zu nehmen und zum Kap Finisterre zu laufen.
    Also verbrachten wir heute viel Zeit im Bus für einen letzten Blick auf die Küste. Für mich, die den Camino del Norte entlang gepilgert ist, ein perfekter Abschluss dieser Reise. Das bisschen Regen störte da kaum. Erst Recht nicht, als uns auf dem Weg zum Kap ein bekanntes Gesicht glücklich entgegen geschlendert kam. Philippe! Ein französischer Pilger, den ich zuletzt vor 2 Wochen in Muros de Nalon gesehen habe. Er ist den Weg bis nach Muxía und zum Kap Finisterre gepilgert. Die Wiedersehensfreude war groß und so tranken wir noch das ein oder andere Gläschen, nachdem uns der Bus wieder zurück nach Santiago gebracht hatte und ließen den Tag gemeinsam ausklingen.
    Morgen geht es für Daniel wieder nach Berlin und ich hänge noch eine Woche Urlaub mit der lieben Claudi in Porto dran - hab ja noch ein paar freie Tage! 🎉
    Das heißt gleichzeitig, dass dies der wirklich allerletzte Footprint meiner/unserer Pilgerreise ist 😭
    Ich bin beeindruckt, wie viele bekannte und bisher unbekannte Gesichter dieser Reise gefolgt sind und sende ein dickes Dankeschön an euch alle! Eure Nachrichten (sei es hier oder auf anderem Wege), haben mich immer wieder aufs Neue motiviert, inspiriert und mich so auf meinem Weg durch 3 Länder Europas, knapp 5 Monate lang und fast 3.500 km weit begleitet.
    Guter Weg! Bon Chemin! Buen Camino! Ultrëia!
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  • Day18

    La Corogne - Cap Finisterre

    September 24, 2020 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    Hello mes chers lecteurs 😙

    En ce moment les WarmShowers se font rare. Je reçois beaucoup de retours négatifs, en m'expliquant qu'il n'accueille pas dû au covid. 😌

    De sur crois, fort vent de face toute la journée parcemée de bonnes averses.
    Après avoir eux que du soleil depuis le début, il fallait bien du challenge. 💪

    J'arrive tout de même à prendre plusieurs belles photos de la côte au détour de chemins entre deux averses. 🌧️📸

    Après une bonne centaine de kilomètres mon plan était de finir sur un coucher de soleil au Cap Finisterre. 🌅 Compromis en raison du temps, la visite se fera donc demain. En espérant qu'il fasse beau. 🤞
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  • Day89

    Fisterra - schon wieder am Ende der Welt

    September 15, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    Wir lieben die Endstationen der Küstenlandschaften in Europa. Eigentlich endet der Jacobsweg der Pilger auf dem Camino Francés nach ca. 800 km im Inland in Santigo de Compostella.
    Aber die Unverwüstlichen unter ihnen, geben noch eine Zugabe und wandern weitere 80 km zum Leuchtturm von Fisterra auf den letzten, westlichsten Felsen von Spanien, um ihre Reise am Meer zu beenden.
    Respekt vor diesen tapferen Wanderern und Meeresliebhabern.

    Heute trafen wir dort Petra aus den Niederlanden, die ganz alleine ihren Weg gegangen ist. Trotz der Strapazen bannte sie ihren glücklichen Lebensmoment auf die Meeresmaler-Leinwand. Beim malen sagte sie ganz nebenbei: „Am Ende des Weges beginnt ein neuer Weg.“

    We love the final stops of the coastal landscape in Europe. Actually, the Jacob's Way of Pilgrims ends on the Camino Francés after about 800 km at Santigo de Compostella.
    But the indestructible among them, give an encore and hike another 80 km to the lighthouse of Fisterra on the last, westernmost rock of Spain to finish their journey at the sea.
    Respect for these brave hikers and sea lovers.
    Today we met Petra from the Netherlands, who went her way all by herself. In spite of the strains she captured her happy moment of life on the sea painter's canvas. While painting she said by the way: "At the end of the way a new way begins".
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  • Day14

    Cape Finisterre

    June 5, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 14 °C

    Photos of Cape Finisterre

  • Day18

    To the End of the Earth

    October 5, 2018 in Spain ⋅ 🌙 15 °C

    One quite amazing feature of our hotel in Santiago is that it features a “24 hour breakfast buffet”. I had never previously heard of this innovative idea, however it is actually quite simple. Instead of breakfast only being available between certain hours (eg 7.30 to 10.00 am), the buffet is available at any time of the day or night. This would even make it possible to save valuable time each morning, by having your breakfast before going to bed.

    After completing our walk to Santiago yesterday, it was a huge relief not to have to don my serious walking shoes and backpack once more. I was even able to leave my walking pole in my room. With sandals on my feet and nothing on my back it almost felt like flying.

    Our day began with a guided tour of the old city precinct with a local expert guide who introduced herself as Maria. She certainly was a huge reservoir of information and proceeded to teach us about the place at every opportunity. When she explained that confessions would be heard that morning in the cathedral “in seven languages”, I couldn’t help but wonder how people got on who were not able to speak seven languages. (Sometimes my mind just works that way).

    She also explained that the cathedral is being seriously damaged because, some years ago, much of the roof area was covered with concrete. Although this might have seemed like a bright idea at the time, it actually caused damage because the building was no longer able to breathe. Expensive restoration works are now underway to remove the concrete layer and replace it with something more akin to what was originally installed about 900 years earlier. Another example where the original builders really knew what they were doing after all.

    After a couple of hours of this serious touring, my brain reached memory overload and I was really glad that I could finally wander off by myself for a little respite. There were a couple of small matters that I wanted to attend to. The first of these was to receive my final stamp in my pilgrim passport. Douglas pointed me in the direction of the pilgrim office , so I went in the door with my passport in hand. The only trouble was that about 400 others had arrived before me and had formed a huge queue snaking throughout the building. It looked like a line of football supporters waiting for finals tickets.

    Since I did not want to spend all day waiting in a line, and since I was not interested in getting a piece of parchment paper, I invoked the well known “Plan B”. In another room there was a much shorter line to a man sitting at a cash register. In a very short time I reached the front and explained that all I wanted was a little stamp. He understood perfectly and dutifully proceeded to stamp front and back of my black book. It was all over.

    The other task I wanted to do was to spend more time inside the cathedral. We had spent so much time walking to the resting place of St James, that I thought I had better at least pay him my respects. At the entrance door I had to get past, not one, but two gypsy “beggars” who had almost succeeded in making entrance impossible without paying their own form of admission price. It really seemed a shame that this behaviour was allowed.

    Once inside I spent some time gazing at the ceiling and all the other adornments inside. I had to agree that the place really is huge. I could have spent a lot of time looking at all the minor chapels, statues and images, but I was looking for St James. When I saw a big queue I assumed that I must be on the right track. I joined the rear and slowly shuffled forward every few minutes. It was only when I got closer that I could see that the queue was not actually to see the crypt of St James, it was to hug the statue upstairs. Since I was not much interested in embracing a statue, I ducked out of the line of huggers and went downstairs to see St James instead.

    Once through the narrow doorway and down a few steps, I came to a grated opening where the silver casket of St James was situated maybe 4 metres away. On the floor there were numerous pieces of paper where pilgrims had left prayer requests or messages for the saint. I looked at the casket and wondered what (or who ) was really inside. The lid was firmly closed so the mystery will have to remain unanswered.

    With my two tasks thus completed, I felt that my mission here was finally over. There was, however, one other unfinished piece of business that I wanted to do on my final full day in Spain. I had not yet had a seafood paella. I found a nearby café that was willing to satisfy my curiosity and my hunger at the same time and I have to admit that it was fine eating.

    Although the prime objective for the Camino is to reach the Cathedral of Santiago, for many pilgrims there is a secondary objective as well. That is to continue walking until you can walk no more. That happens when you reach the Atlantic Coast at Finisterre. In Roman times this was regarded as the westernmost point of Europe and the name Finisterre literally means “End of the Earth”. That was where the maps finished and where the unknown began. It was Christopher Columbus who famously sailed into this unknown to discover the new worlds beyond.

    For a pilgrim to walk from Santiago to Finisterre it usually takes an additional 5 days of walking. For us it took a leisurely 90 minutes by bus. The rolling green hills along the way were liberally covered with eucalypts and pines and it made me feel like we could have been driving through parts of Victoria.

    Cape Finisterre is a beautiful spot, surrounded by steep cliffs dropping down to the ocean over 100 metres below. The late afternoon was warm, the sky cloudless and the air still. I sat on a rocky point and gazed out at the endless ocean and imagined how the ancients could really feel that this was the end of the world. I also took the time to think back over some of the events of the past three weeks. We had shared so much together in that time. Much of our walking time had been spent talking to fellow pilgrims and, for a brief time in our lives, everything was so simple – just keep walking westwards. And now we were here. This marked the end of chapter one of our adventure. Tomorrow morning most will be travelling to Portugal and the two Christines will be leaving to continue their own adventure.

    There was a tradition among pilgrims to burn all their old clothes when they reached the ocean. Presumably they would then start afresh and the rest of their lives would begin. Although the authorities are trying to stop this tradition (this is a high fire danger area after all), we noticed that pilgrims had left a number of items behind – boots, socks, walking poles, etc. Some of these had been tucked into the rocks.

    Then it was finally time to return to the bus for the very last time with Raoul. We were headed back to Santiago for our final night in Spain.

    After dinner some of us went for a walk back to the Cathedral. There were still hundreds of people there and we were attracted by the sounds of some nearby music. It turned out to be a group of colourfully dressed musicians who were playing a wide variety of stringed instruments and singing well known Spanish songs. Throngs of happy students were singing and clapping to the music. You would have had to have a stony heart not to feel touched.

    Somehow it felt like the perfect way to finish an amazing trip.

    Buen Camino indeed.
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  • Day36

    34. Tag: Cee - Finisterre

    September 6, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Heute früh schlafe ich erst einmal aus, denn ich möchte die letzten 15 km in vollen Zügen genießen.

    Der Weg führt hoch und runter und bietet hin und wieder herrliche Blicke auf die Küste. Die 12 km bis zum Zentrum Finisterres gehen viel zu schnell vorbei, aber ich bin happy Juli und Martin wieder zu treffen. Auch den irischen Fahrradpilger dessen Name mir leider entfallen ist, den ich aber in den letzten Tage das ein oder andere Mal getroffen habe und Tobias aus Österreich treffe ich hier wieder.Read more

  • Day37

    35. Tag: Finisterre

    September 7, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    Am Abend machen wir uns zu Fuß auf den Weg zum Kap zum Null Kilometer Stein und um den Sonnenuntergang anzuschauen.

    Einfach atemberaubend schön ♥️


    Wir checken gegen 9:00 Uhr aus unserer Albergue aus und gehen erst mal in aller Ruhe frühstücken.

    Anschließend machen wir uns auf den Weg zum Strand wo wir ein paar Muscheln sammeln und die herrlichen Aussicht genießen bevor wir uns auf den Weg zum Bus machen der uns zurück nach Santiago bringen wird.
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  • Day26

    Faro de Fisterra - KM 0.0

    September 30, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    Today's KMs - 6.0
    Total KMs - 597.0
    Total blisters - 13

    It's official - we are done! We can't walk any further west now. Instead of going to Cape Finisterre last night in the rain we opted to walk this morning in an attempt to catch sunrise. Instead we just got dense fog but it was so worth it and we had the place to ourselves.

    It's official now (in our minds anyway) because we placed Ollie's shells and one of James's rocks on the official KM 0.0 marker. Normally there are lots of rocks on top but it was just ours this morning.

    As we put on our soggy wet shoes from yesterday and started walking to the Cape in the dark it was sad to think that this would be our last walk, albeit just 6kms. But what an amazing experience and such a great way to finish our Camino. Just so grateful for this time we've had away. Priceless.
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  • Day25

    Suckers for punishment

    September 29, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

    Today’s KMs - 29kms
    Total KMs - 591 kms
    Total blisters - 13

    One last day of walking... famous last words but this time I think we mean it. Today we walked just short of 30kms from Muxía to Finisterre. It was by far the wettest walk we have done with everything completely saturated. The coastline between Muxía and Finisterre is totally exposed to the Atlantic Ocean and we had head wind blowing rain into our faces for most of the way. Our “waterproof” goretex shoes and our “waterproof” jackets and bag covers were no match for Mother Nature today. My jacket was meant to be waterproof for up to 8 hours walking and 10mm of rain - not the case Cederberg!

    It was a beautiful walk though despite the rain especially the cape at Muxía which we walked to first thing this morning and it feels right to finish in Finisterre.

    We are off to the Cape Finisterre later tonight to hopefully see the sunset but not sure there will be much to see given the weather 🤞
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Fisterra, فيستيرا, Finisterre, فیسترا, フィステーラ, Фистера, Finisterra, Финистерре, Фістерра, FNE, 菲尼斯特雷

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