Before I left, Dana gifted me a small scallop shell she’d retrieved from the Costa da Morte at Finisterre. I was to give it back to the waters at Finisterre.
I did.
Dana’s Scallop Shell
Finisterre
Ahhhhhhh
A perfect day for a perfect walk (as long as I don’t count the fall or walking 2 km past my hotel). Photos and such soon. My boots are off and won’t be on again until I’m on a trail at home. Bus and taxi are my friends!
Cee to Finisterre
Stage Four of Four of Camino Finisterre
Stage Forty-three of my entire Camino
Today I finish my Camino by walking to the end of the known world. (According to the ancient Romans)
And according to the Grateful Dead, What a long strange trip it’s been!
Stage Three of Four: Camino Finisterre- Oliveiroa to Cee
Love short days!
Stage One: Camino Finisterre- Santiago de Compostela to Negreira
What a different route this was from the Camino Frances. There were some pretty paths, but most of this 15 mile walk was on a road of some sort. We walked through the outskirts of villages through rich neighborhoods of chalets, big houses with big gates and there was only one bar/cafe open on the entire walk. Oh. And that hill that climbed for over two miles.
