Day 32 – A Walk to Luarca

I can’t say much about this walk except we didn’t get rained upon. It was along cornfields,  highways, and through suburbs.  However, the entrance to Luarca, a 13th century port city, more than made up for the less than inspiring walk.

The walk started out nice. This picture reminded me of the Blue Ridge Mountains.


We have been seeing these grain storage buildings along the Camino. Many are still used for their original purpose, others have been turned into garages, patios, and outdoor bars. In the second picture below, someone turned theirs into a little vacation/guesthouse.



Into the thick woods we walked and up a small but steep mountain.


Luarca from atop the ancient stone wall surrounding the city:





Fishermen using their launch to take their catch to the fish house:

Day 30 – 31 To Soto de Luiña & Cadavedo

If you’ve been following this blog then you know my day numbers are getting questionable. Honestly, when you are on the move and staying at a different place each day, you start losing track of, well . . .  your mind.  🙂  So please bare with me. In two weeks we plan to be in Santiago.  These last couple of days we walked a beautiful stretch through the woods, lots and lots of steep, steep hills, small streams to cross and the occasional view of the breathtaking coast.

 

Judy crossing one of the many small streams today:

 

 

 

I’ve been wearing a crushable hat. This is what it looks like each time I pull it out:

 

And when I reshape it:  (not so sure this hat will make it to Santiago)

Judy and I by the sea. If you look between our shoulders you can actually see the sea. 🙂

Day 29 – We Continue East

We stayed in a most awesome private  albergue last night, Casa Carmina.  The owners had thought of everything that a peregrino might need, including a wonderful three course meal. They had a great coffee, a full bar, hot showers and clean sleeping quarters. It also gave us chance to socialize with other peregrinos we’ve met along the way.  We had a delightful evening.

This morning we got up and continued our trek to Santiago–it’s getting closer but there are still many miles to walk.

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I had no idea eucalyptus trees could get so big. Magnificent!



I loved the multi-colored vine covering the front of this house. And then there was the view:


Whimsical bird lover:

 

The coast kept popping into view today:


I’ve been impressed with the infrastructure throughout the north of Spain. This bridge that went on forever is a good example:


We were delighted to see this group on the Camino:

And off they went:


A little Camino Budda that made us smile:


A few pictures before entering the village of Soto de Luiña for the evening.


You can see the windmills on top of the mountain:


Day 28 – We walk to Muros de Nalón 

Our walk through the woods this day was quiet and peaceful. When we popped out of the trees I was able to snap a few pictures before we arrived at our destination.


About two hours later we crossed that bridge by foot. Even though there was a pedestrian walkway, I couldn’t look down and my only thought was to get across and put it behind me.

Day 27 – Avilés 

A very pretty city. Many cities and towns in Spain have one, or several, pedestrian plazas where the locals gather day and night to eat, drink, and most importantly in their culture, socialize!   I snapped a few photos one evening of a particularly impressive plaza and since it was Friday night, the city was quite alive.

 

 

 

I love that the plaza is a place for families to gather as well. While mom and dad are catching up with their friends, kids of all ages are playing across the plaza.

 

Drinks on the plaza:


A couple of extra pictures from Avilés:

 

Days 26-27

Leaving Gijon and onto Avilés meant traveling through a very industrial section. We decided to take a taxi that brought us almost to a rural area once again. The walk was a pleasant one along a  wooded mountain ridge, peaceful but much of what we saw was tall brush and vast fields. Gijón was a delightful and lively city and would love to come back for a longer stay.

Saying goodbye to industrial Gijón:


A resting spot for peregrinos (pilgrims) at the top of a big hill:


I have not determined what exactly this plant is but it is quite striking:

 


A peregrino at rest: