El Camino to Finisterre

I left Santiago and it was a lot nicer walking ut of the city than walking into it as it was through parks and quickly into the countryside. But there were still some city influence such as this vending machine and table and chairs in someones front garden.

 And you know that you are in Galicia as there are horreos everywhere, granaries for storing the crops for the winter s I started a little collection of different types. But they all have an overlap at the top of the columns to prevent vermin from raiding the granary.

Another one in someones front garden.

A nicely renovated one.

And an old one.

And another and note the cross at one end and the pinnacle at the near end.

The wire from the old bridge near Barca.

The Roman mill which has recently been refurbished.

And the ancient bridge although it was rebuilt in 17th century.

Another horse with stone sides sitting on eight staddles, the mushroom like stone columns to prevent rats from climbing up and into the granary.

Pumpkins reminiscent of that scene in Harry Potter.

And after more than 800 kms, a glimpse of the Atlantic at Cee, a small village before Finisterre but obscured by rain and mist.

The rain and mist began to clear, here looking out over the centre of Cee.

The beach and the harbour at Cee, my last stop before moving on to Finisterre tomorrow.