On day nine, I left Asturia and entered Galicia, a place known for the abundance of rain. But only the morning dew and the mist covering the meadows were signs of the wetness of this area and they soon dissolved.
Ermita de San Lázaro de Padrairon,
Part of a former hospital for leprosy
The actual border between Asturia and Galicia is the mountain pass Alto del Acebo (3000feet). Because of the strong wind blowing there all the time, many windmills were lined up at the top. In Galicia, the shell points with the yellow rays to Santiago – very important for the orientation.
Overgrown path with windmills at the top
Most of the dogs in Galicia were friendly and trusting. This was often not the case in Asturia, where many dogs were chained and looked aggressive and dangerous.
Andreja stopping to touch a dog
After hours of walking in the heat, the cold well Fonfria became a meeting point for the pilgrims.
Gabriel changing shoes and drinking water
Buen Camino
Resting in the shade
Nearly at the end of the day’s 18 miles hike, the statue of the pilgrim was indicating another resting place.
