Officially today was 21.6km , in reality the garmin clocked us in at 23.4km this could be due to our overnight accommodation being in the far, exit side of Lalin. We now have 57.3km till Santiago.
Up to Lalin we have had many days where there have not been services (shops) all day and if you arrive after 3pm then cafes/ restaurants close until 7.30 or 8. You can buy drinks / tapas at any time but not good food. Luckily yesterday we found an open “supermercado “ on stocked up on what is becoming a favorite fare : Hamburger buns, Philadelphia cream cheese and thinly slice ham and we found convenient rest spots even in the forests
There are really some beautiful shady paths to travel
The following coat of arms is standing isolated from anything else on the side of the road
Some beautiful rivers & streams running through the region.
The following poem came up in conversation about going to finisterre or not – about “ going down to the sea again “ We remembered the first line and then Siri obliged and shared the full poem. The poem has an attraction so it is worth keeping for future reference / thoughts
Sea-Fever
BY JOHN MASEFIELD
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
The following extract is from poemanalysis.com website (url below ): … “the whole poem may be seen as a metaphor for life; with the sea representing a modest and humble way to live, more in touch with nature, and therefore better equipped to deal with any storms that may come our way loo it.”
https://poemanalysis.com/john-masefield/sea-fever/
The camino and the sea share this same simplicity in terms of modesty, being in touch with a form of nature
Elevation profile of the days walk
