We really enjoyed our walk today. We’re lucky to have walked with the “Arys”, the name I use for Sherry and Mary, the only two Americans that we’ve met since we’ve been walking the Camino. Actually, they’re the only two people that we’ve seen walking the Camino that we’ve encountered in the last three days.
But first I had to find the place, with the help of my trusty old compass and my Maine Guide training.
It is located right on the harbor, overlooking the street. Baiona has the distinction of being the town in Spain where on March 2, 1493, a tiny wooden ship called a caravel named The Pinta docked a few hundred feet from where we look out our window making Baiona the first European port to receive the news of the discovery of America. Yes, it was the famous ship that we all had to learn about as kids.
I was hard to believe that a vessel so small could make such a long voyage and also return across the Atlantic.
Mame and I enjoyed our room overlooking the main street on the Harbor so much that we ordered an artisanal empanada to go and a bottle of Albarino wine, which is a local specialty.
The hiking today was mostly right beside the Atlantic again, except the approach to Baiona where we ascended some 33O feet and skirted the rocky prominence of Camino Portela where we viewed old Celtic runes, trails, and obelisks.
Our goal tomorrow is to drop mileage to 10. We both now want more free time. We’ll see.
I am used to looking out at the Atlantic, and watching the sun rise along the Maine coast.
Here, it sets. At one time, Spain controlled the seas, and many foreign lands. I fall asleep thinking of Columbus and the sense of purpose in his heart.