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    • Day48

      Tag 48 Muxia und mal entspannen

      June 18 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

      Heute hieß es mal entspannen und den Tag ruhig angehen.
      Ich muss sagen das ich das auch einmal gebraucht habe.
      Die letzten Tage waren teilweise schon schwerer .
      Muxia ist einfach traumhaft die Kirche am Meer und das ganze feeling einfach der Wahnsinn.
      Ich lag heute 1 Stunde einfach auf den Steinen traumhaft.
      Heute gab es auch noch eine Prozession sehr interessant.
      Sonst habe ich heute nicht viel gemacht .
      Fühle mich einfach müde aber ich denke das ist normal.
      Morgen geht's in Richtung Finestere wo ich übermorgen ankomme.
      Mal schauen wies weitergeht.
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      Diesen Ruhetag hat du dir echt verdient…. Viel Kraft und Motivation auf deinen weiteren Weg in Richtung Ziel.😀

    • Day46

      Tag 46 von Hospital nach San Martino

      June 16 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

      Heute war es wieder wunderschön.
      Das Wetter war super nicht so heiß und leicht Bewölkt.
      Der Weg war sehr ruhig meistens war ich alleine genau das liebe ich auf diesem Weg.
      Mann kommt wirklich zur Ruhe was einem bei dieser Natur auch nicht schwer fällt.
      Was man merkt ist das der Weg nicht so überlaufen ist deshalb gibt es hier auch nicht so viele Kaffees und Bars am Weg.
      Die Weg ist unglaublich heute bin ich in einer Alberge die wirklich im nichts ist.
      Das nächste Restaurant ist 1km entfernt.
      Was soll ich sagen es kommt ein Spanier mit Auto der auch in der Alberge Übernachtet und mich zum Supermarkt und anschließend noch zu einem Wasserfall und in ein Restaurant bringt.
      Wie heißt es so schön.
      Der Weg gibt dir nicht das was du willst, er gibt dir das was du brauchst. Das Stimmt.!
      Morgen geht es nach Muxia eines meiner großen Ziele.
      Ich bin echt gespannt.
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      Cool [Dani]


      Wunderschöne Fotos [Dani]

    • Day8

      Camino Fisterre Day 5

      September 19 in Spain ⋅ 🌙 17 °C

      I’ve included a few shots of the sunset last night. Today is 28 km, my longest walk so far. To give myself a break, I sent a pack ahead. Actually my smaller pack, with some heavier/bulkier items. That way I still had a good fitting pack and my water system, which I put extra water into. Good thing I had leftovers yesterday, I used them for a good breakfast today.Read more


      Beautiful sunset, Arlene.


      For sure!


      I finally got to see all the pics etc., after taking to Greg. Beautiful! We are thinking of you always and you are in our prayers for a wonderful journey. Hope to see Greg this week. Hugs from Gigo and me. [Ruth]


      Thank you ☺️

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    • Day53

      Costa da Morte

      November 3 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

      The Costa da Morte is a section of Spanish coastline in Galacia along the Atlantic Ocean and is otherwise known as the shipwreck coast.

      Thirty years ago Darryn and I chose to stay on the Costa del Sol, the sunshine coast of Spain, much further to the south in Andalucia. It was a little later in the year, maybe early December and we'd been camping our way around Europe in our old Volkswagen Golf. Sick of a tent we decided a couple of weeks in an apartment and in one place was a good idea and we rented a place called Costa Banana. It was long before the days of or Airbnb so I can't remember how we found it, only that it was a bargain and that we loved those weeks in Spain.

      So this week I once again find myself on the coast of Spain, renting a cute little apartment, this time with the much fancier name of Pousadas Marinieras. Again I am here after travelling for a few months, in need of staying in the same place for a little while.

      The Coast of Death has been welcoming ghosts for a very long time and seems to have continued its practice up until very recently with more than 150 shipwrecks, many in the last century. Approximately 25 ships of the Spanish Armada where wrecked here in the 1500's and English navy ships also found their home at the bottom of the ocean nearby. More recently in 2002 the Prestige sank off the coast spilling thousands of tonnes of oil and creating the worst ever environmental disaster for Spain and Portugal damaging bird and sea life along the coast for more than 1000 km.

      The peoples of this area have long been seafaring and local food is strongly influenced by the sea. The gooseneck barnacle is the prize morsel of Muxia and barnacle collection is a local tradition and art form.

      Apparently the Virgin Mary came here to Muxia in a stone boat that did not sink. She came to help St James convert the locals to Christianity. The stones of her boat are still here on the coast along with the churches built in her honour.

      Of course this wild wet coastline reminds me in many ways of home.
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      Beautiful photos! Looks like just the place to stay and be. [Therese]


      what a beautiful coastline. I challenge you to find Costa Banana!


      Lovely photos. & Peaceful.

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    • Day151

      MUXIA anstatt Santiago und Fisterra

      November 11 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

      Mit zwei super netten Italienern haben wir darüber gesprochen, ob wir Santiago de Compostela und den westlichen Punkt und das tatsächliche Ende vom Jakobsweg "Faro de Fisterra", besuchen wollen. Wir alle haben uns dazu entschieden, dass wir uns diese beiden besonderen Orte viel lieber für unsere Pilgerreise in ferner Zukunft behalten möchten. Es gibt Ziele die sollte man für besondere Anlässe aufbewahren.

      Stattdessen haben wir uns zufälliger Weise für ein anderes Ende des Jakobsweg entschieden. Wir sind nach Muxia gedüst und standen für eine Nacht am Leuchtturm mit einer grandiosen Aussicht. An diesen Tag ging die Sonne auf dem Meer unter und wir konnten die Aussicht vom Hausberg bewundern. Am Abend gab es ein paar Runden Carcassonne mit den beiden war ein toller Abend.
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      Und spätestens jetzt weiß ich auch,dass Carcassonne auch ein Spiel ist 🤣

    • Day47

      Tag 47 von San Martiño nach Muxia

      June 17 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

      Heute ist ein ganz besonderer Tag für mich ich komme nach Muxia.
      Dieser Ort ist für mich etwas ganz besonderes ich verbinde mit diesem Ort Glauben und Spiritualität.
      Allerdings war heute nach der Ankunft erstmal ausruhen angesagt.
      Am Abend geht es zu der Kathedrale am Meer .
      Dort findet heute um 19 Uhr ein Pilger Gottesdienst statt denn ich natürlich besuche.
      Morgen habe ich dann den ganzen Tag Zeit mir alles genau anzuschauen.
      Die Herberge ist auch wieder sehr schön.
      Aber dieser Moment wenn du das erste mal auf das Meer siehst einfach Wahnsinn.
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      Fantastische Fotos. Da würde mir es auch gefallen. [Dani]

    • Day50

      There's Something about Muxia

      October 31 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 15 °C

      I'm in love with Muxia. Only time will tell if it's a fleeting and fickle love or one that will last a lifetime. I've only been here 24 hours but it's got its little 'pulpo' octopussy tentacles wrapped firmly around my wrists. Not firmly enough to try eating that stuff mind you.

      There's something about Muxia that brings out the child in me. I think it is the many paths to explore, both within the little village and across the surrounding countryside, and the moodiness of the shipwreck coast, the ancient mysteries and the windy wild hilltops. Maybe it's the freedom of being far from home with no responsibility that really brings out the child in me or the freedom to live in my imagination for longer than usual!!

      Of course, I've got to spend a week here by myself without any company (except the bus load of pilgrims that turns up every day that I can find I want to) so my love may change more to just moody by the end of the week.

      Today I wandered east out of town along the Camino path back towards Finisterre. The wind blew, the sun shone and I could see many paths ahead to explore over the coming days both along the beach and over the hills.

      I wandered through town where I got lost in the many alley ways and narrow streets lined with beautiful stone buildings and ugly contemporary ones. I gave thanks that the one local bakery appears to be a panaderie with bread and not much else rather than a patisserie or some other dangerous example like a chocolaterie.

      And I wandered west to the end of the world as they knew it, and discovered a magical little peninsula with a lighthouse, two churches, some monuments and an abundance of character and views in all directions.

      I tried to find the way to the top of the rocky hill at the end of the Peninsula to give you a bird's eye view of this quaint little place jutting out into the ocean on its own little peninsula. I didn't succeed but I did find a secret pathway, climb a big steep rock and find my inner child. I did feel that a Spanish abuela might yell at me from her casa on the hill and tell me I was not allowed to go that way. Maybe I'll find the right path tomorrow.

      I borrowed the first photo from the internet until I figure out how to get to the top of that hill near the cross.
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      Lovely [Dad on Cup Day]


      this looks fabulous,


      oh. wow.

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    • Day48


      June 7 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

      A lazy morning - what a treat it is not to have to pack up each morning and jam that big sleeping bag into that tiny stuff sack.

      We found the correct path this morning up to the cross on Monte Corpino that we tried to find on our scramble up the hill yesterday. The view from there was amazing - it is such a beautiful place.

      We went back for another seafood lunch at A Marina and was joined by Eleanor from Dublin.

      We stopped at the supermarket and the bakery for some wine, bread and cheese which we had for our dinner on the terrace this evening while we watched the seagull parents and chicks on the roofs around us. They are very entertaining.

      It has been such a relaxing and enjoyable few days.

      Bela Muxia
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      Sounds beautiful Di and so well deserved 👏 ❤️


      Great view


      I think you have earned some relaxation time Di 🥰🥰

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    • Day43

      Day 40 - The sea is calling!

      October 25 in Spain ⋅ 🌬 17 °C

      “The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.” - Jacques Cousteau

      Day 40 - Finesterre to Muxia by bus

      Well yesterday was fun! Three Netflix movies, two slices of toast, four plain cookies and 2 rolls of toilet paper! Lordy. At least I woke up feeling better today and was able to hop the morning bus to Muxia.

      I love the sea, the salty smell in the air and the brisk brisk breeze that usually accompanies a seaside town. Muxia has all of that. It also has the usual parade of bars and restaurants along the front, lots of seagulls and lots of rain. Again with the poncho on, poncho off all day.

      Thankfully, I was able to leave my backpack at the hostel I was supposed to have checked into yesterday, as check-in wasn’t until noon (and it was only 10:45). Lost those € for the night I wasn’t here, but what could I do?

      Off I go to wander the town. Up and down the small streets, along the front where I watched a couple of women clam digging and around the small harbour. The wind was blowing and the rain was coming down. I didn’t last too long. But then, neither did the rain! By the time I got back to the area where the bars are, the rain had stopped.

      I continued out of town and towards the lighthouse and Santuario da Barca. The Muxia 0.000km marker and the A Frerida (Wounded) sculpture. The wind up here was almost as crazy as at Finesterre!

      The cultural history of this town is linked to the Sanctuary of A Barca and the surrounding stones. It has been the object of magical-religious worship throughout the centuries and of veneration for the thousands of pilgrims who travel the Camino Xacobeo from Santiago to Muxía – Fisterra. The arrival at the Sanctuary becomes the long-awaited reward for the effort made to reach the end of the Camino, the place where the Virgin arrived in a stone boat to encourage the Apostle Santiago . The pilgrimage of La Barca is recognized as being of National Tourist Interest.

      The place is spectacular. And I had to stop myself taking too many photos! The religious precinct itself and the atrium that extends beyond the low wall, towards where the "magic" stones are, with healing and divinatory properties: the Pedra de Abalar (oscillate), the Pedra de Os Cadrís (Kidneys), Pedra dos Namorados (lovers) and the Pedra de O Temón (rudder). They are the remains of the boat in which, legend has it, the Virgin arrived by sea to encourage the apostle Santiago in his gospel.

      The temple was rebuilt several times, it is believed that four times, the last time in 2015. On Christmas Day 2013, the sanctuary suffered a tragic fire that left the altarpiece and the ceiling completely burned. Only the exterior walls and elements such as benches and confessionals remained standing. In addition, the lateral altarpieces could be recovered.

      I need to go back tomorrow as I want to look at the stones with new eyes since I did not know the history until after I had been there. I also missed the A Pel fountain. This is a beautiful and magical place located next to an old pilgrim path known as the A Pel path. It is very close to Punta de la Barca.

      In the spring, pilgrims and the sick bathed before entering the sanctuary of A Barca as a measure to avoid spreading leprosy. The Perello room (a perello is a demon or goblin) is made up of enormous stones that form a room inside it that can only be discovered by approaching it. This imposing mass dominates the vision in this stretch of coast.

      I walked back along a different wet path that took me past an old church and it’s cemetery. Church was locked, but I was able to take a photo of the cemetery (one of two areas) - which intrigues me. I have always loved old cemeteries. But the ones here in Spain are all vaults, which is so different to other countries I have been too. The cemeteries are almost always on the edge or just outside of cities and towns. Generally by a church but not necessarily. Most are enclosed behind high whitewashed walls with a cross at the entrance. And almost all internments are in vaults, several stories high. This type of burial is due to the ground generally being too hard and rocky to dig ground level graves as we know them. Apparently, this is the same as in Italy. Hhmmm… the things you learn!

      Finally checked in to my Albergue and it is almost completely empty. I think there are 3 or 4 people here and room for maybe 20. Got my bed made and then decided it was time to test my stomach with lunch. I found a cute little bar that I had been told was really good, and had padrón peppers and fried clam strips. With wine of course because it’s cheaper than tea or water!

      I later walked out the other end of town towards the beaches. Again, the wind was really bad, so I turned back after getting close enough to to take a couple of photos. Contrary to popular opinion (because I like to be different!), I think I prefer Finesterre to Muxia. I was closer to the beach there (although I didn’t get to go to it ) and I like the vibe a bit more.

      After that big lunch, it was a pre-packaged salad for dinner and time for an early night. Tomorrow I will meet Tracy and head to her Pilgrim post-Camino retreat home, where I am volunteering until the 29th.
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      I am laughing out loud!


      As you should be. Epic photo!


      You are right. That is weird!


      I know, right?! I have taken a few other photos of them but not sure they got posted on here or just photo dumped to FB

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    • Day45

      Etappe 38 Muxia - Lires

      October 27, 2021 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

      Unsere Etappe sollte heute in Lires nach 20 km enden, deshalb beschlossen wir da es eine kurze Etappe ist heute später zu starten!
      Das Ende der Welt und der Kilometerstand 0 muss also noch bis morgen warten.
      Geplant war eigentlich 7.30 das Hostel zu verlassen, und bevor wir starten das erste mal vor dem Lauf zu frühstücken!
      Der Plan war super, nur leider ließ er sich nicht umsetzen, alle Cafés, Bars oder was sonst noch ein Frühstück oder wenigstens einen Kaffee hergibt, war geschlossen!

      Kein einziger Mensch auf der Straße, nur wir!
      Wir hofften einfach im nächsten Dorf halt zu machen, um wenigstens Wasser zu kaufen! Niemand von uns hatte Wasser im Rucksack.
      Fehler, großer Fehler!

      Es ging viele Passagen extrem steil und lang den Berg hinauf, die Oberschenkel brannten und Rouvens Waden machten heute schlapp, auch Chrischtis Rücken machte heut teilweise nicht mit.

      Immer wieder kamen uns Pilger entgegen aus Finisterre, unser Ziel für morgen. Man begrüßte sich mit ein Buen Camino soweit es der Atem noch zuließ!
      Ich beneidete sie, denn sie liefen den steilen Berg springend runter den wir noch nach oben mussten.

      Das erste Café kam in unseren Ort welches unser Ziel heut war, auf einen Berg. Wir beschlossen aber erst unser Zimmer zu beziehen und danach einen Café zu trinken!
      Wieder Fehler, falscher Fehler!
      Bei Booking com lief was falsch, wir waren nicht angemeldet für heute, also war das Zimmer noch nicht bezugsbereit!
      Das einzige Café was es hier im Dorf gab, war auf diesen Berg !
      Also hieß es für uns wieder quälend den Berg nach oben, welchen Rouven zuvor nur quälend runter gekommen ist!
      Aber endlich unseren ersten Kaffee!

      Als wir unser Zimmer bezogen haben, war ich enttäuscht da ich kein Meer sah.
      Beschreibung war das Zimmer liegt am Meer!
      Also beschlossen Janine, Chrischti und ich das Meer zu suchen!
      Rouvens Waden haben gestreikt, so entschied er sie zu schonen und im Zimmer zu bleiben!

      Parallel von unser Zimmer war der Rio de Lires, welcher ins Meer mündet, sagte man uns.
      Also folgten wir ihm!
      Da lag zunächst eine große Fischzucht an der Mündung des Flusses, vorbei an einer großen Sandbank welche mit sehr vielen Möwe bewölkert war.

      Da plötzlich war das Meer, unendlich weit.
      Dort angekommen wollten wir erst einmal ins Wasser, zumindest nur mit den Füßen!
      Nach ausgiebigen Fußbad, Muscheln und Steinen suchen entdeckten wir hinter einen vorgelagerten Felsen noch einen kleinen Strand. Ein Strand für uns ganz alleine!
      Also kletterten wir unter Anstrengung über den Felsen.
      Bei genauerer Betrachtung stieg das Wasser ziemlich schnell, wir hatten gerade Ebbe!

      Da wir gestern den Sonnenuntergang so gigantisch fanden, tapte Janine Rouvens Wade und wir gingen nochmal gemeinsam zum Meer um den Sonnenuntergang zu genießen!

      Anschließend haben wir noch sehr gut gegessen in dem einzigen Restaurant welches es hier gab.

      - 21,81 km
      - 438 Höhenmeter
      - 941,76 km Gesamtstrecke
      Chrischti klagt über starke Rückenschmerzen, Rouven über starke Waden und Schienbeinschmerzen.
      Uns Mädels geht es gut.
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