Arrived at the lighthouse at 10:00am, having left at 7:30am. A nice comfortable walk, and my shin became better as the morning progressed. I had no problem doing the kilometers, but would have been concerned if the recent pain had come earlier in the camino. Not a hard walk - some backtracks plus some asphalt. I arrived at Finisterre at 9:30am and then took the climb up to the last point and the lighthouse. There was only one pilgrim there - David from Madrid, who had been walking the northern routes - some 1,500ks along different caminos. He took a few photos for me, which was kind of him. Then a woman further down in front of the lighthouse insisted on a couple more when she heard I'd walked from Seville and was Australian - full of good will and congratulations! Finisterre is a nice little fishing village, with just enough bars and restaurants without being too touristy. I had a very nice lunch down at a restaurant on the beach that I'd passed on the way in. A nice "menu especial" without being overly expensive. I ran into Stefan again (the German, full of enthusiasm and "alegria" upon having finished the camino. A bit too enthusiastic for me. I am booked into a simple little pension at the end of the waterfront. Too expensive for a room without bano, but a lovely view of the small bay. Beautiful weather today, and a lovely, quiet, relaxing finish to the camino. However, it would have been nice to arrive here with the other blokes. I will take the late morning bus back to Santiago tomorrow. Adios Camino!
By 7:20am I am underway along the beachfront back to the camino. I was advised to take the main road out of town, but yesterday I had discovered the ancient camino that left the town - I had to leave by that way, of course.
The street lights assist the passage as daylight breaks. A fairly intense climb out of town for a while, and a little confusion regarding yellow arrows, but I trust my instinct and finally relocate them just beyond this point. I could take the road, but I am happy that I have found the camino out of town.
Amarela, about 7:50am. My shin is beginning to feel better as I move along, the soreness going. I am delighted to know that this last day will be pain free!
Just before 8:00am entering Estorde - a house that took my eye.
Leaving Estorde - one last small headland to round, and what looks like the remnants of the final crop of whatever the vegetable is that makes the ingredient for "Galician Soup" in the foreground.
"Fisterra" as it seems to be spelt in Galican, or Finisterre as commonly read in books - I am officially in the shire, I guess, with about 7ks to go.
Walking through Sardineiro, the last village before my final destination. Not a lot going on at about 8:15am
I leave Sardineiro behind me, with about an hour and a half of walking left.
Around 8:30am, a warm golden sun rises above the hills and promises a lovely finish to the camino.
Typical of the last part of this morning's walk. Not a difficult walk, through countryside similar to the rough and rugged beauty of land that sweeps down to the sea.
