Thursday, 21 June 2012

Picos Mountains to Santiago de Compostela

On our way out of the Picos mountains heading for Llanes we took a small diversion to explore and have lunch in Cangas de Onis. It's main feature is the Puente Romano (Roman Bridge), pictured below, alongside which we tried the Asturian delicacy Fabadas - a simple casserole with white beans, chorizo, black pudding and belly pork.  Mmmmm.


Spent 5 nights in Llanes with Lucy's parents. They very kindly booked an apartment with all the luxuries we've been missing out on. A bed that can properly stretch out on, a bath, full size fridge, respite from the sun, etc., etc. Although now we're back in the van there's something to be said for only having 1 yard between the bed, kettle and toilet.
 
Llanes was a very pretty and nice place to stay. Did a few activities like walking to a really nice beach at Poó, John drove us in the convertible with the roof down to another beach I think at a place called Barro, we swam in the apartments pool, explored Llanes, ate in and out at various places, sat in the evening sun on the balcony. And I learnt (and lost at) a new card game called Whist.


After leaving Llanes we headed to Ribadesella for 2 nights. This is a pretty and quiet small town with a nice beach and port. It's in the news at the moment as they've just dated some cave art back to neanderthal times there. I wanted to look around the caves but alas they were closed the days we were there. Get the feeling this place gets heaving in July and August.

The weather forecast showed some rain on the way so we figured it'd be best to go somewhere interesting to take our minds off it so we headed straight to Gijón. Really liked this city, it had a really nice vibe to it a bit like San Sebastian. We've been on a bit of a stint of free camping since Gijón mostly because the campsites haven't been well located. In Gijón we spent 2 nights in a car park on the sea front not far from the town beach. This also signalled the return of some waves at last, I'm guessing the result of the huge storms battering the UK throwing waves south to the Spanish north coast.

The next stop for a couple of nights has been Cudillero. The first night was spent a few km east of Cudillero at Playa Aguilar where had the first surf in ages. Beautiful beach day followed by a nice night in the supremely picturesque Cudillero sat outside watching Spain trounce Ireland in the Euro 2012 thingy.


We'd then planned to head to a secluded little surf beach called Playa de Otur and to stay overnight in the beach carpark. We drove down the extremely steep and narrow little road to the beach to find a great little spot. Unfortunately there was a really strong westerly wind whipping up sand storms.   After barely 30 minutes of lying on the beach being sand blasted we bottled it and headed to a more built up surf beach at Tapia de Casariego where we could stay in a bit more of a sheltered Aire. We subsequently spent 3 nights there! It's got a great balance with a nice old port area with good bars and restaurants, a good beach with some good waves and a great location for parking/camping.

After a night of horizontal rain and hair raising van shaking we made a move in rather pleasant sunshine for Viviero.  On the way we stopped off at Playa de las Catedrales which is a striking section of coast line with natural rock arches (thus the cathedrals reference).


Viveiro turned out to be a bit of a disappointment.  Despite a great location with beaches (we parked overnight alongside Playa Covas with a view over the beach), rolling hills and a huge estuary, it lacked soul - something Spain otherwise oozes at will.


We continued heading round the corner of Galicia from north to west coasts with La Coruña being the next stop.  This is a particularly special and surprising city.  A lot of it is modern high rise characterless apartments but they don't spoil the history and presence of the place.  This is where the Spanish Armada sailed from and it accordingly has loads of nautical heritage.  We explored an old fort which is now an archaeological museum and we parked/camped in the car park of a Roman lighthouse called Torre Hercules.  We also got to enjoy a free open air concert in the main square.  I say enjoy, the second act Los Secretos nearly sent me to sleep with shoddy balad-esque Eagles rip off muzak.  Didn't stop the middle aged Spanish women loving it though.  We left part way through the headliner Mikel Erentxun's set - his act is essentially putting rough Spanish translations onto other peoples songs.


We've headed south from La Coruña to Santiago de Compostela, the most famous place in Galicia for being where the Sheen family got driven to in their luxury production companies bus.  We've been spotting some genuine Camino walkers all the way along the north coast, which surprised us as the official original Camino route is in-land.  I suspect most just use buses these days.


We're only staying a night which is probably long enough.  It's very pleasant but I'd be a bit let down if I'd walked for a month to get here.  It also might be the most expensive place along the route to buy a beer which would be quite galling after all that walking when 20 cervezas is probably exactly what you want.

So next up we're planning on heading to the west coast and seeing a bit of the southern stretch of the Costa da Morte.

A few facts:
  1. The beard is continuing apace.  I think it might be getting out of hand but I'm not sure of the translation for beard trimmers and I'm too scared to visit a barbers.
  2. It's not acceptable for Lucy to steal a pilgrims Camino stamp book and claim a certificate for herself.
Love to you all.

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Sunday, 3 June 2012

Mundaka to Picos Mountains

Place names getting a bit more tenuous now.  Mundaka is a place of legendary quality surfing.  The Picos Mountains are a ramblers wet dream.  The complete lack of waves (0-1ft for the past week and a bit with no signs of anything more for another week or so) might have something to do with our venturing inland to catch some scenic drives and go for a stroll or two.


After leaving the rather splendid campsite at Mundaka we headed straight for Bilbao (spectacular drive from Mundaka to Bilbao by the way) with the intention of visiting the Guggenheim museum and exploring the old quarter.  We'd planned to stay in Bilbao's Servicios del Autocaravanas (Aire) to find it wasn't open for the season yet and with lots of dubious reports of security for free-campers in and around Bilbao we decided to plough on to a campsite by Playa de Arenillas in Islares.  So instead spent the rest of the day soaking up the sun on the beach.


From here we were then able to get a bus back into Bilbao for the day.  Hadn't really appreciated how nice a place Bilbao is - I'd kind of assumed it would be a slightly dull port town everyone passes through en-route to their holiday destination.  Turns out it's a really good place for a day out.  We started at the Guggenheim which absorbed the morning and early afternoon.  Just amazing.




We then wandered and found somewhere for a proper Spanish late and long (with much free wine) lunch in the old quarter.  This pretty much finished us off so we grabbed the Metro to the bus station and back to the campsite.

We'd then intended to carry on but feeling a bit lazy after our grand day out in Bilbao we instead stayed an extra night in Islares and in the early afternoon got the bus to Castro Urdiales a bit further back along the coast.  Only setting out to have a stroll, laze on the beach and grab a beer (in that order) we were wholeheartedly content and fulfilled with the experience.




After consulting the books we decided there wasn't really much worth doing between Islares and Santander.  And we kind of skipped Santander only stopping to do a spot of shopping in a gigantic Centro Comercial.  So our next stop was just outside Comillas, a few stops on west of Santander.  We went via Santillana del Mar which is a pretty medieval village which has managed to keep its charm.  The weird folly (El Capricho) created by Gaudi in Comillas (http://www.elcaprichodegaudi.com/comillas_en.php) was worth the trip and subsequent lunch.

As mentioned at the start we've now headed inland and are at a campsite in the Picos mountains.  Today we spent walking along the Cares Gorge starting from Poncebus and heading south toward Cain for about 6km before doubling back.  All the usual things come to mind: Breathtaking, awe-inspiring, mesmerizing, knackering, etc.  Some pretty brave goats in these parts too.

(there's some odd statues in these parts)


Tomorrow we're making our way back to the Atlantic to Llanes to meet up with Lucy's folks.  They've kindly booked a casa for a few nights.  Excitingly it has a bath.

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