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
Humpty Dumpty
Just when I was having an internal dialogue with you about having no blisters, no shin splints, no sprains, no tendinitis, and NO FALLS – I fell. About 3km from my hotel.
Luckily, I fell on my rear. 😉
Here’s what I said to John:
Had my first fall. A very steep descent with tiny, loose gravel, so walked on the granite siding bricks. Worked fine until I hit a slightly muddy slick spot. Fell on my rear. My pack has a folded pullover fleece, folded rain jacket and poncho, so it protected my back and kept the back of my head from hitting full force. I’m fine. I was about 10 feet from the bottom of the hill.
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!
Stage Four of Four: Camino Finisterre – 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 of Four: 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.
