Day 4

We met for breakfast in Flora’s in Mos, The briefing for the day was: walk up hill, walk down hill, coffee; walk up hill, walk down hill, lunch; walk up hill, walk down hill, hotel.  And that was precisely what happened.  

We set out in the rain, although It didn’t rain all day and the sun shone occasionally. The first up hill was a long slow climb and the first down hill near vertical - an early morning challenge. Well earned coffee in Redondela.

 We risked life and limb crossing busy roads and went over the second hill to Arcade and found the only place open for lunch while the heavens opened. We ventured out, when it stopped and were completely at a loss as to which bridge to cross to continue our journey to Pontevedre. Seeing our dilemma, a woman driving  up the road leapt out of her van to tell us how to get to the correct bridge.

Writing this after 32km, feeling bone tired, with sore feet and painful knees, I am finding it difficult to find words to describe what was a long but very good day. The pictures will have to fill in the gaps.

There is little to say about the towns we passed

But the  countryside was beautiful, the route long and challenging, 

It was the hardest but the most enjoyable day, with the best and most varied scenery, with steep hills, views of the coast, ancient cart tracks running with water and muddy paths.

 We were all exhausted after taking the scenic route by the river instead of walking along the road. The route was indeed scenic but the path was muddy, churned by mountain bikes, crisscrossed with exposed tree roots and long.

We ventured only as far as the hotel bar and restaurant, Faulty Towers was mentioned on more than one occasion but they fed us well and charged us little.