Yesterday we took the 0900 bus to Finesterre, which was for a long time believed to be the “end of the world.” Traveling to Finisterre, either by an additional 90 km (four-five day hike) or by bus is considered a fitting way to end your camino experience. Our camino trek ended at the cathedral, so we opted for the 2.5 hour bus ride.
We checked into our hostel immediately upon arrival and were surprised with this view from our room’s window.
Finesterre is a small fishing village with a really nice beach. This time of year about the only tourists are camino pilgrims. We saw an Australian girl for the first time since we met on day one. We also ran into Jim from Indiana, who we last saw on day three. Who would have thought we would have met here 90 km from Santiago?
The streets are narrow and not pedestrian friendly. In fact, our bus was involved in a minor crash right after we off loaded, delaying the departure of those pilgrims heading back to Santiago. This fish delivery truck struck and totally ripped off the busses open cargo door.
After checking in at the hostel, we headed 3.5 km up the road to the lighthouse and the furthest west portion of the cape. It was considered the furthest west a person could go. Finesterre is derived from the Latin finis terrae, meaning “end of the earth”.
The rocky terrain and Atlantic Ocean make for some spectacular scenery.
The lighthouse at the point is said to be the oldest in the world.
Close up of the old lighthouse.
They have placed a camino like mile marker with 0,00 on it. In reality, the Camino de Santiago ends in Santiago, but this makes for a nice photo opportunity.
Many pilgrims burn things here as a ritual of being done with their pilgrimage.
We hiked down quite a ways on the rocky cliffs. There were numerous boots cast away and burned items still smouldering along the way.
Back up on top.
After our hike back to town we checked out the local menus. The “Rice with Chimp” sounded interesting but we settled for a german schnitzel and a mixed salad instead.
On day two it was much more overcast and drizzly. We walked around the harbor and checked out the fishing fleet.
Lots of boats, nets and traps ready for use.
Lots of really big fish next to the seawall just begging to be caught.
We watched as the fishing boats arrived and immediately loaded their catch into waiting vans. They have a huge ice house which fill up the cargo section of the vans before they load the catch of the day.
We then stopped at one of the ten or so restaurants which line the harbor. The outside seating at this one came complete with blankets to warm you up from the predictably chilly Galician weather.
Then, back to our hostel to warm up and relax. This “down time” is providing us with time to reflect a bit about what we just accomplished and think about what’s ahead.
We will be taking the 1130 bus tomorrow back to Santiago where we are spending two additional days before heading to Madrid. Next post on Friday.