2013-07-13

I've been really slack with the pictures when travelling. So here are a few pics from my journey.
View from the cathedral once I got back into Porto, day 16.


Just to prove i did make it to the 0.0Km, means the end of the line for my Portuguese Camino.

Fisterra, aka Worlds End.


2012-09-09

Day 9 - Wish you were here!

Love to all the family, look after Mummy boys. Missing you all ! Xxx

Day 9 - Cloudy ?

Actually a little overcast today, so good walking weather.

I start later than I intended but head out, today feels longer than indicated on the guide book which is proving to be pretty inaccurate.



Eventually find the alberge and get my no frills 5euro bed for the night.

Day after tomorrow I'll be in Santiago. I've been toying with the idea of dropping Muxia from my itinerary and spending more time in Finistere or porto.

Day 8 - Onward to Pontevedra

Nothing to report, getting into a reasonable routine now, walk, wash, laundry, food then sleep.

The alberge was at the start of the city so pushed on to the far side of the city and got a bed in Hotel Ruias, nice place and will give me a head start on the next day.

When I walk out the following day I find that the locals are cordoning off some of the streets I think there is a cycle race coming through the city.

Day 7 - Damage report

Damage so far, 14 blisters, which includes 4 on hands 10 on feet assorted locations, sun burnt legs and a bruised thumb fending off a wild dog, don't ask.

Day 7 - Walking ...Fun ?

Alarm goes off at 4.30 I'm out the door by 5am, I have a 235m climb and descent of  Monte Cornedo, but it will be a long day today as at next stop is 32.6km, over 20 miles.


Bizarrely I enjoy the day, I have a picnic breakfast at Orbenille overlooking the charming Porrino industrial district.


I have a coffee in Porrino city centre. The climb was tough, but I think I have the stamina again, so I plod on. I am far from the fastest pilgrim but I am relentless.

I meet another pilgrim as we both enter the city centre of Redondela, nice lad Tom from Germany, there is also a group of 4 German lads I've keep meeting but the English is not so good.

I chatted the Mary of the Irish crowd they buggered up their days by staying too long in Porto so they will skip a head by bus to catch up with their schedule, this will mean they can't get the plenary indulgence, as you have to walk the last 100km to Santiago. I don't think there hearts were in it anyway.

Day 6 - Caminoists

Rubias to Tui, I have a bad night sleep in the Alberge, hormones running high with the younger pilgrims, wished they'd shut up and get a room preferably not mine.

By 10.30 I drop off to sleep, woke at 2am and then up at 6am. pack bags in dark and head out. Today will be my last day in Portugal, Bom dia no more ... Buen Dias here we come.

Some impressive building work !

The journey has one peak then it pretty much down hill to the river Minho, which marks the north border of Portugal. Across the river Tui is an old medieval town with a cathedral at the top, so plenty of narrow winding streets to the top.

To a avoid a repeat of last night I treat myself to a decent guest house. Stocked up on supplies and installed myself in my room with feet up and my kindle, nice.

The clocks have gone forward when I entered Spain. At 8.30 I go out for some dinner, the restaurant next door to looks nice and on seeing Gante the French lady sitting outside I enquire about the food, she kindly invites me to join her party.

The table now consists of myself, Gante who I discover while living in France has Ukrainian heritage, a German girl Elana, who's a special needs teacher, she had just completed the fatima pilgrimage and met Gante before porto, the final member of our dinner party was Henry a French man who is working on his 10th Camino at an astonishing age of 85.


Dinner is pleasant while the company is excellent.