Today I left Castile Y León crossing into the autonomous community of Galicia, province of A Coruña. My journey has taken me from the very south in Andalusia through Extremadura, Castile Y León and now Galicia.
It’s been downhill most of the way loosing altitude and snaking through steep valleys. The scenery completely changed immediately after the regional border to grey granite with thin soils. There is extensive evidence of wild fires from previous summers. Fences have become dry stone walls built with large upright slabs.
I’m in the small town of A Gudiña in a big clean municipal albergue for €10. I have an accessible room with 2 beds but so far it’s just me there.
There is a swimming pool created by a dam on the river (above) but I didn’t swim. It is one of those places where you are immediately surrounded by 100 annoying flies trying to get up your nose.
The town is old and pretty but busy with traffic on the road that divides the town in two. It has a tiny church and an ancient perfumery that has seen better days.
Rain is on the cards and the forecast looks dubious. A cloud full of rain has just arrived completely obscuring the valley below but it will pass.
I will see what tomorrow brings. From here I could bus it to Verin my next planned stop. Other options are the direct like to Madrid or Santiago de Compostela. For such a tiny place it is well connected.
By the guidebook I’m 9 stages to Santiago de Compostela. Linking bits together that is more like 5 or 6 for me.
The issue is the weather. I’m not willing to travel in heavy or even moderate rain. In a wheelchair your waterproofs drain to your backside. You soon find yourself sitting in a puddle that takes days to dry out.
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