Day 28: Breaking the Last 100km! (Samos to Ferreiros) Today is another important milestone as I will be breaking into the last 100km of the Camino, I can't bloody wait! The walk was a very pleasant and one that saw the sun shining and a meandering mud path take me through more country tracks and hidden forest lanes. I'm every region the way markers are different along the Camino, they have been bronze scallop shells on the floor, silver sculptures and poin...

Day 27: Rain and Luxury (O Cebreiro to Samos) It has absolutely lashed down today! From leaving our albergue at 5:30 to arriving in Samos at 14:00 it has not stopped raining: welcome to Galicia! With our anoraks zipped up to their fullest and out belongs tucked optimistically inside various waterproof arrangements, we walked through what was undoubtably beautiful arable farmland and hamlets. That being said, I didn't look up from my laces too often; you kno...

Day 26: Putting O Cebreiro in Our Back Pockets (Trabadelo to O Cebreiro) There is a lot of reading material that paints a very daunting picture of O Cebreiro; John Brierly, the waffly old goat that wrote my guide called it 'the most demanding hill you can imagine'. In actuality it wasn't too bad. Me and Paolo, feeling buoyant that our legs had been fine over the past two days, fancied a challenge and wanted to give O Cebreiro a whopping: we scaled the whole th...

Day 25: Ukuleles and Warbling (Ponferrada to Trabadelo) You may wonder in the coming paragraph which is worse, I will paint a picture of a Canadian Preacher called Stuart (he's 60+) and you can make your own conclusion in conjunction with mine. My dear Stuart has done the Camino once before, as such he (like many others) believes that this makes him an absolute authority on the subject! He listens into your conversations with other pelegrinos and shoehorn his ...

Day 24: Ferro Cross (Foncebadon to Ponferrada) Whilst furiously researching how to rid bed bugs from my life we marched up the last of the mountain with our head torches provided pools of light for our feet. We reached the famous Ferro Cross (the highest point in the Camino) at roughly 7 o'clock, just in time to catch the sunrise. We all sat quietly with a few other keen ramblers and watched the sunrise unfold, I tucked my shell around the cross with a bit of ...