She's Gone Walkabout

walkabout – a journey of one's choosing to satisfy the need to be somewhere else

A quiet day

It was a quiet day today. Only 10 kilometres to Palas de Rei. We stopped and put on the backpack covers after the drizzling rain looked like it was here to stay. We had no sooner started walking again when the rain stopped. We left the rain covers on ‘in case’. Palas...

Mystical mornings

In the dark this morning less than 2 kilometres from our nights rest we came to the old 100 kilometre marker. Graffitied, with the 100 kilometres barely readable it stands proud before the new marker just a few hundred meters later. The clouds hung low in the valleys...

A sleep in

After our unexpected long walk yesterday we didn’t rise til 7. Often we would be leaving by now. After a cafe con leche and a croissant we pried ourselves out of the door at 8. I felt a drop of moisture and held my hands skyward. No no the owner said no rain. It only...

An extra 10 kilometres

It was an interesting day today. After watching a mist shrouded sunrise we reached Alto Poio at 1,335 meters. We then had a decision to make-again. We decided on the original route which ran along the top of the mountain instead of taking the road. We thought we would...

The comfort of yellow arrows

We left Trabadelo on the mountain road that was the towns main road. The road continued through several small towns. One of the small towns, Ambasmestas, is where the Rio Balboa flows into the Rio Valcarce that we had been following and criss crossing for a large part...