We woke early at Casa da Reina to be told by our wonderful host that she would be making us breakfast which included eggs and bacon with bread fresh from the local bakery. A great start to the day.
We had an easy walk through the rural area where the locals were warming to their tasks, including a lady who serenaded Steve as we walked by.
Then the Camino started to climb a steep ridge into pine forest.
What goes up, must come down. As we descended we had views of the city ahead, Viana do Castelo, with the beautiful church of Santa Luzia towering above.
It was all barely visible through the bushfire smoke haze.
We entered the city on the south, or wrong, side of the river. It was all a bit grim.
We had a lengthy walk over the bridge to the north.
The north, or old, side of the river was another story. Beautiful old buildings, well kept gardens, it was all rather delightful.
It was all rather beautiful and topped off with a tasty pastile de nata.
Claire was after a second walking stick, so we went off piste and found ourselves on the retail Camino.
With a second stick, we were ready to ascend to the church on the hill.
I would love to say that it’s worth going off Camino, but sadly today, the views from the top were obscured by haze. On a clear day, this would be spectacular. There is also an amazing looking albergue at the summit.
We took a light lunch at the summit before moving on for the afternoon slog.
The Camino meandered along the foothills on an area we christened Millionaires Row.
There were many new and Architecturally stylish houses. It was quite delightful.
We also passed many old cork oak trees, their exterior bark extremely hard wearing given the softness underneath.
Blisters started to be the order of the afternoon for Claire and Steve and we had the first aid kit out a few times trying to keep them as painless as possible. That days of long miles are taking their toll.
The last 5km are always the worst, especially when you know there’s a cold pool and chilled wine awaiting your arrival.
This afternoon was no exception. The last little push was on a rough bush track.
There are so many eucalyptus trees you could be anywhere in Australia.
Finally, we arrive at Casa D’ Joao Enese at Afife.
Steve & Claire both have a leg massage, while Maureen has an Alvarinho.
After a shower, we headed to Signor Cod for dinner which of course had to consist of cod.
Lots of cod. And some pulpo (octopus) and steak for Maureen. It was all delicious.
Tomorrow we walk (and boat) into Spain. Our time in Portugal is nearly over.
The Long Portuguese Camino 