All night we could smell smoke as it wafted into our rooms in Aguçadoura. In the morning we searched news sites to find that bushfires were wreaking havoc south of Porto. All transport into or out of Porto to the south was closed.
Red skies were the order of the morning. The first few kilometres were on boardwalk, something that we’re all a little board of – boom tish!
At least we could eat through the kilometres.
Soon we were on backroads where locals farmed various produce on tiny plots.
We collect sellos, or stamps, in our credencial or Pilgrim’s passport. We need one a day, but we can’t help getting as many as we can from churches or cafes.
Our first coffee of the day was in Fao and we really needed it badly. We were smashing out the kms and feeling good. What could possibly go wrong?
The day was starting hot up and the lack of shade made for some tough walking.
We finally found somewhere for lunch. Steve one the biggest meal contest with his nachos burger.
After lunch was a slog into the country under the harsh Portuguese sun.
Did I mention it was hot? As the afternoon wore on, the temperature seemed to rise and our destination seemed to get further away.
The Way finally entered a bush track through some forest near the Rio Neiva. We had a short crossing before a big climb.
After a huge climb, I reached the church of Neiva. Music rang out from inside and as I waited for the others, I soon realised it was a funeral. Best not rush inside asking for a stamp.
From there, it was a gentle downhill to the village of Chafe and our accommodation at Casa De Reina. We have a reviving swim in the pool next to the vineyard.
They make their own organic wine which is lovely. We enjoy a bottle or two with dinner.
We’re all extremely tired after a huge smoky day on the Camino.
Time for bed.
The Long Portuguese Camino 