Danger from what? Rogue waves out of the Atlantic? Robbers and Highwayman emerging from the fog?
Not a great way to kick off day 7 on the Camino Portuguese as we wandered off into the fog off Cabo Silleiro.
As the morning began, the fog tried to clear.
Then it would close in again.
After about 5km we stopped at a cafe for coffee and some running repairs on Claire and Steve’s feet which are badly blistered.
They both purchased some sandals in A Guarda and are trying the German approach, socks and sandals.
After an hour or so, we walked into the pretty little village of Baiona. It was here that the discovery of America was first heard in Europe.
There were multiple ways from here to Vigo and we chose to stay close to the water away from endless rows of residential buildings and traffic.
We stopped at an information centre to collect a stamp and asked for advice for a good restaurant. The lady recommended anywhere along Panxon Beach, about another 2 or 3 kilometres. We walked on as the sun began to win the battle with the fog.
On the beach, the local kids seemed to be playing a bizarre game of chase the old Land Rover. They seemed happy.
Lunch was at a small restaurant which served a tasty selection of tapas.
After lunch, we made our way to Pazo Los Escudos, a tidy little place on the waterfront at Vigo.
After a shower and a siesta, we wandered into Vigo’s old town with a few thousand others.
As the sun set, the town filled with people and came alive.
Down by the harbour is the Vigo Casino centre. It was a little lifeless after the old town, so we left after using the facilities.
Back in the old town we had a lovely dinner at Taperia Paparota.
It had been another big day, so we headed home for one last night cap before bed just as the fog rolled back in.
Oh, as for the danger to pilgrims, apart from the danger of over indulging, there was also this.
Yep, bloody cyclists were the danger out here on The Way, who’d have guessed.
The Long Portuguese Camino 