Olveiroa to Cee and Muxia

I could have walked straight on through to Finisterre today but I also wanted to see Muxia which would have been another 1 or 2 days walk each way from Finisterre. I knew there was rain due in at the end of the next day so opted to walk just a relatively short 18km into Cee before lunch, check in at the accommodation and then catch the 12.45 bus to Muxia for the afternoon.
After leaving Olveiroa the terrain became pretty barren, stony and with lots of gorse around.

It was a great moment to see the sea for the first time.

Someone took this photo of me standing in front of a part of the path where the path is about to drop steeply down hill. As they took it I kept thinking of what smartarsed thing I could say about being careful not to fall off the edge of the world.

This smart arse had her cumuppenance a couple of minutes later when, walking down the hill I suddenly came a cropper; first time on the Camino and we have walked down worse than this.

I know it was just bad grazing but it bloody hurt like hell and started to swell immediately. But, ‘just a flesh wound’ as the knights in the Life of Brian would say. Being the true pilgrim I marched valiantly on, determined to catch the 12.45 bus.

It was a great thing to do.

Tradition has it that the virgin Mary, sailing in a boat made of stone, arrived at Muxia (pronounced moo she ah) to aid St James in his preaching on the Iberian peninsula. For this reason it became included in the pilgrimage routes since the middle ages.