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Day 12 – to Castro Laboreiro My mission in Monção was to hike the Caminho dos Mortos, or the ‘Walk of the Dead’. It earns its name as it used to be what we would call in the Lake District, a Corpse Road; a track upon which the dead were…

Day 11 – to Monção Peneda-Gerês National Park, Portugal Not a huge amount to report on today, as a fair bit of it was spent sat in Volkswagen, Santiago de Compostela. I had reckoned without the temperature dropping significantly at night as I had moved inland. The fine clear day…

Day 10 – to Ponte Madeira For two days at Moreira bay I have seen practically nobody. No other vehicle came down to the sea. I did see a farmer, a hundred metres or so away, moving some sheep, but that was it. It will rank in my top ten…

Day 9 – at Moreira Beach Rather than move from this wonderful little bay, I hiked over to the peninsula of Cape Touriñán, on the Camino dos Faros, through farmland. The lighthouse is the westernmost point in Spain. Though not the westernmost of the European mainland, twice a year, at…

Day 8 – to Moreira Beach I neglected to mention yesterday that the Camino dos Faros has an excellent website, where there is all the information needed, https://www.caminodosfaros.com. Cicerone published a book on the route last year, which I haven’t got, though I have very many of their other publications.…

Day 6 – at Ermita de Santa Hadriano del Mar, Malpica The section of coast between Malpica and Muros, where I am now, is called the Costa da Morte, or Death Coast. It’s name is as a result of the many shipwrecks along its treacherous rocky shore, exposed as it…

Day 5 – to Ermita de Santa Hadriano del Mar, Malpica I had an appointment at Volkswagen in Carballo this morning at 8:30 am. I’ve a couple of jobs I need done, and having used Volkswagen in Teruel a couple of years ago, it’s cheaper over here, and the service…

Day 3 – to Caión I took quite a bit of interest in lighthouses when travelling the west coast of Scotland a couple of years ago. I visited a few of them, and read a few books about their construction, and the days of their keepers; many in Scotland constructed…

Day 2 – to Faro de Estaca de Bares I had chosen a good ‘aire’ to stay. It’s something the French do very well. Though busy with trucks there was no one else in the car area other than me. It was wooded, pretty clean, and separated from the highway…