Logoso to Cee

We stayed at an interesting place last night. Officially it was in the village of Logoso but the village pretty much only consisted of the Albergue that we stayed in, another that they were working on and a couple of farm houses. About 11 PM a tractor pulled up next to the window of our room and parked idling for a bit with it's lights blazing into our room. It wasn't long before he moved on down the alley but then the dogs started barking at something. We also had the sweet smell of fermenting silage wafting through our window on the night air. You never know what you will get when you stop for the night. All in all we have been very lucky with the places we have stayed on this trip. One nice thing was that in our little room in the Albergue someone had painted this painting on the wall.

The same artist had also painted this mural on the wall of a barn we passed as we headed out of the village. We have seen a lot of artistic talent on display on this trip.

A few minutes after walking out of the village we were again following the yellow arrows that mark the path through the countryside. There were also several other pilgrims making their way to Finisterre.

The endless corn fields quickly gave way to meadows and pastures. Low hanging clouds threatened us with rain but it held off.

We have seen wind turbines at many places across Spain. They look like exact duplicates of the ones in West Texas. Spain is number five in the world in installed wind power generation after China, the U.S., Germany and India. Wind power is their number two source of electrical power.

It wasn't long before we entered the forest again. Next to the trail we found this old cross that also served as a memorial. It had photographs of loved ones and other things at it's base. It was so weathered we couldn't make out the carving.

The trail continiued through the woods and started climbing. Initially we had a lot of company but they quickly fell behind us. Most of them had started their walk a couple of days before in Santiago and hadn't had a chance to get their bodies in shape yet for the uphill walk. 

We could tell we were gaining altitude due to the clouds getting closer and closer as we walked.

The views were awesome. Everytime I think I have found my favorite part of this country then another one crops up and it becomes my new favorite. 

We topped out on the mountain and started down the other side. As we rounded a bend we got our first glimpse of the Atlantic Ocean in the distance. You have to look closely because the water blends with the sky but the picture below shows the coast and the ocean beyond.

A fellow pilgrim took this picture of Savanna and I with the ocean in the background. What an amazing feeling to see it for the first time after walking for so many miles. I can only imgaine how the pilgrims of old felt when they first saw it.

The path kept leading us down the mountain toward the water. 

At the bottom of the mountain we could see the town of Cee across the inlet. It was much bigger than we pictured.

Everywhere we looked was another view that stopped us in our tracks. What an awesome place!

We stopped and had lunch before we started our search for our place to stay for the night. We had only had a muffin and a cup of coffee so far today since the albergue we stayed in last night did not serve breakfast. Since we had not passed through any villages today that served food, we were starving. We hit the first cafe/bar we came to and fueled up.

We found our hotel and checked in. It had been a beautiful walk today and the icing on the cake was finally getting to see the ocean we have been walking toward since leaving France. It is time to get some rest so we can tackle the last day of our walk tomorrow. So until tomorrow we wish everyone Buen Camino!