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  • Day656


    April 13 in Spain

    Sadly neither of us were feeling much better today but we don't like to outstay our welcome so moved on to the aire at Arcade, 50km up the coast. The scenery is so different here in the north of Spain. Gone are the cacti, wild palms and dessicated earth of the south and central lands. Instead the hills in this area are covered in green forest, much of it eucalyptus. On the journey we passed many granite huts on stone stilts, often with crosses on one or both ends. Looking them up on the internet (its so lovely having roam free data!) we found that they were traditional grain stores called Horreos. Most were used for corn in the past but since the modernisation of agriculture, many have been kept simply as curios and symbols of a proud farming community. We'll try and get a better photo of one soon.

    The aire at Arcade overlooked a wide, deep estuary with a low key marina, where small fishing and pleasure boats were moored. The receding tide exposed a mud-sand beach where Sandpipers and Little Egrets could be seen searching for food. A large suspension bridge spanned a pinch point of the estuary several kilometres downriver, its strong stanchions an attractive focal point as the sun lowered behind the clouds. The water was calm, the temperature mild and the rain intermittent. It would have been very peaceful, but having been spoiled by so many countryside spots, we were bothered by the background noises, that during the day are part and parcel of a town. A jet washer removed grafitti from a building, a small steam roller occasionally drove close to work on the site next to us, planes flew low in the sky and the constant drone of traffic were all the more noticeable, given our familiarity with the rural environment. We were still very grateful for the free place to stay with the lovely view, but were relieved when it quietened down at night!
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  • Day654

    After all the chilly weather in the northern hills, it was a relief in terms of the temperature to drop down to the warmer coast, where we enjoyed highs of 16°C. As we progressed down the winding hill roads towards the sea, our surroundings unsurprisingly became more urbanized. The settlements merged into one another but we had programmed in a spot in the Baiona area. After a couple of attempts we found a narrow road leading onto a raised peninsula. The road ended in a small gravel parking area outside an old stone church. There was enough lush grass around to keep Poppy amused and we had views of a pale sandy bay leading out to far off green islands, against which huge white Atlantic surf crashed.

    The islands provided a breakwater, meaning the bay area was calm. From our vantage point we watched a few small boats pottering and some wetsuited swimmers dragging bright orange buoys on a long distance swim. The only through traffic was made up of mountain bikers, dog walkers and runners using the pedestrian track. It rained on and off but in a dry spell Will took his fishing rod to the rocks and enjoyed the fresh air.

    We'd planned to move on the following day but Vicky was unwell and Will felt unusually tired so we stayed. It could have been travel lag, the change in the weather or the knowledge our Spanish adventure would be coming to an end in less than 2 weeks, but a restfull day and a second night undoubtedly did us both good.
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  • Day657

    Praia de Nerga

    April 14 in Spain

    Thankfully we were both feeling better today. We needed supplies so Will had programmed in a couple of supermarkets. One of the main roads was closed and unfortunately this was one of those areas where there were few alternatives. The sat nav directed us up into the hills, along single track roads and through tightly packed little villages. It was a difficult drive and we sighed with relief when we got back onto a double width carriageway, passing a coach and feeling very grateful we hadn't met it up in the hills. We removed a couple of waypoints hoping this would get us back on track, but with an awful sense of deja vu we were directed up the same road again and yes, we did meet the coach this time!😞

    With all but our overnight spot removed from the sat nav it found a sensible route, then low and behold we came accross the Lidl that we'd initially aimed for! Our stopover at Praia de Nerga on the Costa da Vela wasn't too much further on. A one way road looped down a hill to an idyllic beach nestled into the south side of a small peninsula, protected by a headland and a number of islands. A little way out to sea were a couple of dozen low platforms that were probably some sort of aquaculture installation, growing mussels or goose barnacles.

    Dogs weren't allowed on the beach but after we had taken Poppy out, we went for a barefoot walk along the bleached blonde sand. There were outdoor showers and a tap, but the water was turned off. The area was a nature reserve and to our right the low dunes were mostly fenced off. Signs told us that Plovers, a ground nesting bird, were using them as a breeding ground. To our left the tide was high and the waves seemed to tower out of nowhere, quickly folding and rushing up towards us with incredible speed and range. Vicky enjoyed trying to outrun them, although she was always better at long distance than sprinting, so was frequently caught and her shorts splashed. A small group of sea kayakers were setting off to adventures unknown, these boats were so well suited to the conditions, whereas our wide, open top Canadian Canoe is most definitely not! Rivers had cut deep courses through the sand, exposing its layers of shells. Paddling over these, we reached the rocks and pine woodland that bracketed the far end of the little bay. Climbing up over the grey stone and looking back, we watched the red sail of a kite surfer zipping back and forth. For the rest of the day Vicky knitted and Will practiced his guitar while we watched the now three kite surfers playing on the waves, jumping and turning.

    The following morning we noticed 4 officials taping off a channel on the sand and a photographer waiting. After a while a large group of horse riders bridged the hill to our left and made their way onto the shore. There were some beautiful horses, many of them highly strung arabs. One in particular galloped through the surf in large circles, its neck arched and tail held high. This first group moved on along the road and but more arrived and over the next hour hundreds of horses passed by! We weren't confident at making ourselves understood in the local Galician language, so instead of asking, we tried our hardest to find any information about this event online, but to no avail.

    The day was overcast and rained on and off, but in the afternoon surfers and body boarders began to arrive, until there were a dozen in the water, waiting for an opportunity. Will was tempted, but we'd been watching the waves and they folded very quickly after cresting, meaning it was exceptionally difficult to catch them at the right time and the ride they gave was brief.

    The evening was dry and we took a short walk up the track the horses had emerged from. Dense bushes grew up around the narrow path and we even found some aromatic bay leaves to forage. When a secluded cove revealed itself we dropped down onto the coarse sand and broken shells, watching the waves crash into the rocks.

    Even with the limited time we have left in Spain we were very happy to have given over two days to our stay at this gorgeous seaside spot.
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  • Day659


    April 16 in Spain

    Pontevedra is a small city on the banks of the wide River Lérez. It is a busy place but has given over land to a free, pristine, 20 pitch 'Área de autocaravanas' close to the city centre with services. Spain really has been amazing for providing these facilities as well as its acceptance of wild camping. There was a list of regulations governing the site that we were happy to abide by.

    Having arrived before midday, we headed into town in search of a café Will had found on Trip Advisor. Water and pollution stained high rises didn't give off the best first impression, but things improved as we approached the old town. Young children and parents enjoyed a great playpark and two multi-use games areas stood ready for when the older kids got out of school. There were a good range of interesting independent shops; fruterias, panaderias, herbalistas, places selling ham and cheese, baby clothing stores and a raft of cafés.

    La Fuga de Blas café was up a side street, its square topped black tables set out on the wide pavement. We asked about something without meat for Vicky, choosing a gulas salad from the two things the waiter told us were available (mainly because we knew what it was!). Will ordered a 'menu of the day' and we waited with our alcohol free beers and bowl of crisps. Unfortunately only Vicky's salad appeared - it seemed Will's lunch had got lost in translation! In the end the waiter understood and brought out the set menu dish of grilled ham on toast with olive oil.

    Returning a different way, we used the Ponte dos Tirantes; an arty suspension bridge near to the van, as a landmark. As you would excpect in a city, there was the usual background noise of traffic, occasional sirens and roadworks, but the place we stayed was modern, well maintained and we really did appreciate their efforts in providing it for us.
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  • Day13

    Day 8 of Camino De Santiago

    September 10 in Spain

    Today was hard! It was approx. 24 km but with 30 degree weather and full sun. 45km to go and I reach Santiago. I really getting anxious now. My blisters are really bad and my feet hurt all the time. I never would of thought that it would be this physically hard. It helps walking with Vanessa and Luis because it makes the day go by faster! We went out for typical Spanish tapas for supper where I had galacian squid. Pretty interesting but I liked. We met some Americans along the way from Texas. The route is starting be very busy with pelegrinos. I think Santiago will be very very busy. Let's hope it's not so long of a wait to obtain our credential! The hostel we are in is adorable. I feel like I'm at my grandma's house. The lady even did my laundry for me and when I arrived it was layed out on my bed. 😍

    T-minus 2 days.
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  • Day12

    Day 7 of Camino De Santiago

    September 9 in Spain

    Today was a hard one! I decided to combine 2 days into one and do almost 40km to meet my friends that were ahead of me in Pontevedra (the portuguese/spanish couple I met 2 days ago). I made it around 6:00pm when they sent a taxi for me as I was still 40 minutes away!! It saved me a few kms and was well worth it as my back was hurting me so much from my heavy backpack! The path we continue on now is the same path the people from the Portuguese inland camino take to get to Santiago as well. This means these next 3 days will be very busy along the path to get to Santiago. But hey - at least being crazy determined yesterday saved me a day in the end LOL. My friends have a house in Pontevedra so they invited me to stay with them for the night as they had a spare room. We went out for supper and had typical Spanish food and wine. It was a lovely evening and we will continue this journey together the 3 of us. The next 3 days will be quite smaller - averaging 23km. I left some stuff behind at their place as there were alot of things I was carrying around that were unnecessary. I will pick them up when we are done in Santiago as we will be returning to this town to visit an island not too far away. It must of liberated a good 4 or 5 pounds. Ouff

    P.s. I am obsessed with these road fruits. The green fruit is a fig - they are everywhere on the way and so yummy to eat along the path.
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  • Day21

    Rain, rain, rain - and cold!

    November 5 in Spain

    It was Altus on, head down, and rev up the walking machine! Past gun turrets pointing out to sea (too far away for photos) and the lovely town of Baiona with its fortress castle - invaders from the sea will be repelled! Then a pretty C15th bridge and the beachside suburbs of Vigo. Just as I’d had enough (and it was teeming - rains simply pouring off me) I saw a restaurant with a fire going inside - and “habitaciones” upstairs. What a find, what relief. Ate the most wonderful meal of soup (with grelos - the local green vegetable, and potatoes) followed by mariscos, coffee and oruja de hierbas (herb flavoured fire water). I then staggered upstairs to my cosy warm room, with underfloor heating. And watched Netflix as the rain continues to pour down.Read more

  • Day16

    Isla Cies

    September 13 in Spain

    So today was my last day in Galacia region as I board the plane to Barcelona soon. It was a beautiful day on this remote island with my friends who I will dearly miss. I was lucky that the camino brought me such great people and a great experience. I am sure I will see them again some day - maybe in Canada! Bye bye Galacia!Read more

  • Day23

    Dear friend

    November 7 in Spain

    Today I met my friend Annette at Vigo airport and we walked from there to Redondela. Before arriving at our albergue we spied a restaurant crowded with people. It obviously needed us! So a delicious meal of stuffed calamari in its own ink, followed by a platter of desserts. Luckily we were very close to our destination along a peaceful stream. The sun was shining!Read more

  • Day25

    In Galicia, it rains

    November 9 in Spain

    We started the day with a walk over the famous C15th bridge of Pontevedra. Cafe on leche and chocolate croissants. Then walking along pretty, soft, Galician paths in light rain. And heavy rain. Until we reached an open coffee shop, rather full of dispirited dripping pilgrims. Everyone hoping things would lighten up. But the longer we stayed the heavier the rain got. Then someone read the forecast - some ridiculous amount was forecast for the afternoon. Annette by this time showing signs of a sniffle. We got a taxi. To a very nice, very stylish, newly opened, warm and dry, pousada. Where they washed and dried our clothes - these things matter when walking in the rain!Read more

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Provincia de Pontevedra, Pontevedra, Pontebedra, Província de Pontevedra, ポンテベドラ

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