Cadavedo
As I was walking out of Cudillero, I met another pilgrim...a mural on a wall.
Just twenty minutes before, the track I was following as level with the motorway, but El Camino dipped down to an old bridge to cross a river before climbing back up to the same level as the motorway.
But we were also never far from the coast with a calm sea.
The horreos were ifferent in this region, being a stone store room at the base with the granary built on top.
My hotel which was so far out of town, it was jsut a few metres from teh cliffs, the shore and the Ermitage de la Regalina.
The hermitage's horreo...
...overlooking its own beach...
...with views along the coast...
...the hermitage itself...
...and a view of the islets just off the coast.
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