It was already the 4th day that the path was above the clouds, alternating in a constant up and down between 3000 and 4000 feet. Deep green ravines, healthy forests and meadows, hamlets and ruins of former hospices made this over 1000-year-old path into a magical experience.
The last mountain pass on the Camino Primitivo before Santiago, the Alto de Fontaneira (3070 feet), allowed the view to a row of windmills on the distant mountain range. A thick layer of clouds covers the valleys.
Clouds in the valley and windmills on the distant mountain range
In order to really enjoy the beauty around me, I walked slowly and often stopped to look at flowers and scenery. The solitude and serenity were stunning
The beauty of the different stages of a flower was intriguing.
A typical slate roof
Hamlet on the way
Hórreo
Late in the afternoon, I arrived in the public albergue and it was full. I had to sleep in a hotel.
Hamlet of Couto in the evening sun