Showing posts with label Corcubión. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Corcubión. Show all posts

Monday, October 16, 2017

Day 42: Cee/Corcubión - Finisterre

The morning light shined down on Corcubión and I made my way after fruit and a soy milk coffee. 

And like always, I followed the shells. 

There was some steep uphill to start, but it soon evened out and the Camino passed through small seaside towns. 

I didn’t feel a hurry since there were only 14 k to Finisterre. I had a snack and watched the sea for awhile mid-morning. Once again, it proved amazing to come around a turn and see the sea! And Finisterre!

The way takes you down and the last 3 k are on, or along the beach. Which way did I choose? 

I did bathe my feet in the sea, though tradition would dictate that I go all the way in. Let’s see, there’s still time and the water isn’t as cold as I imagined!
And my end of the world victory shot!

Walking along the water feels like a very appropriate end to my pilgrimage. 

I dropped my backpack at the hotel (!), had a Nepalese veggie curry, wandered the town and queued for my Finisterre Compostela certificate. 

After a long nap it was time to climb the 3 k to the lighthouse for sunset. I ran into C, who I had met back on the Primitivo. 

It was a little cloudy and very windy, but there were plenty of tourists and pilgrims taking in the view at the end of the world. 
With the lighthouse:

And kilometer 0!!!

I did not, nor did I see, any pilgrims burning their clothes. It is tradition to do this as purification and to step forward into a new chapter of your life. There are lots of signs saying don’t start fires. As the daughter and sister of firefighters, this is one rule that seemed sensible to follow. ;) hi, Dad!

Kilometers walked: 21.81 (Fitbit), 14 (Guidebook from the pilgrim office in Santiago), 13,4 (gronze.com). Fitbit is ahead today... remember I did wander around town and do 3k each way to the lighthouse. 

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Day 41: Ponte Olveira - Cee/Corcubión

The morning began misty and magical. Galicia is truly a beautiful part of Spain. Visit! 

Many of the pilgrims were getting late stars after the long previous day. After coffee in Olveiroa the Camino ascended and the geography changed. 

It was a rural morning until the small town of Hospital (I didn’t see any hospital ruins). One restaurant before the next 14 k meant second coffee and a snack. 
Then the choice came! The route splits towards two coastal towns. 

I had decided to head to Finisterre first and that’s all that E had time for, so we went left!

The Camino winds through forests, offering stunning views. 

Even though we are near the end, it seems that most pilgrims prefer to stay in the moment and not venture too far into conversations of post-Camino life. I have a few new or potential ideas, but it’s not as if it’s all gotten figured out in the last 40-ish days. 

The moment that the sea came into view was pretty special. A steep downhill brings you into the town of Cee (I love this name). The start of the town isn’t so pretty; there is a big factory, but then you arrive to the center and there is some charm. Another pilgrim told us his albwrgue was full, so with a last push of energy we walked on and found space right on the edge of Cee and Corcubión. By the sea!

After a rest, we found seafood for dinner and had a wander around - I put my feet in the water and it wasn’t too cold. 

Tomorrow: Finisterre, aka, the end of the world!

Kilometers walked: 22.72 (Fitbit), 23 (Guidebook from the pilgrim office in Santiago), 23,6 (gronze.com).