Filling and draining for motorhomes was only between 7 and 9am this morning š- lucky for me that Superman can spin round and be out in three seconds flat!
Iād noticed on the weather app that the air quality was bad in A CoruƱa and wondered why. On the drive out we got the answer – I donāt think Iāve ever seen such a massive chemical plant in my life.
We continued south, following the difficult coast road of the Costa da Morte. Everywhere was very green with surprisingly colourful houses – almost Mediterranean looking.
By lunchtime we reached the little seaside town of Laxe and parked up in front of a big sweep of clean white sand. From a little sign at the port, I realised that this was the place where people risk their lives to harvest the ugly looking gooseneck barnacles – not my kind of delicacy š¤®!
We walked up and over the headland to the Praia dos Cristais. What an amazing place – a green coloured beach made up of sea glass rubbed smooth by the ocean. Iāve never seen anything like it.
The waves crashing around were huge too – we had a walk along the coastal path until it disappeared and I realised I was not happy scrambling up rocks on the ācoast of deathā! Eventually we re-found the path and got up to the lighthouse where there was a road back down to the town.
After deciding to stop in Cee for the night, we changed our minds and drove on to park at Ezaro where we walked to see the waterfall and coloured rocks.
Realising we were in front of a noisy hydro electric plant, Guy decided we should drive up the steepest road ever to the mirador at the top. Parked up, made dinner, stunning viewsā¦knock, knock āYou canāt park here – bike race is finishing here tomorrowā! Back down the hill, we are now finally at the little port of O Pindo and I think thatās enough for one day!
WOW! Loving your trip. You don’t half fill your days!! Fab pics and commentary as always.
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