Day Twelve- Buelna to Llanes 15.8km
This was our final day on the Camino del Norte. We have walked an impressive 267.2km in twelve days and more importantly, have had a fabulous time along the way. We have had great conversations with each other and have met some wonderful pilgrims from all over the world. This pace of life forces us to slow down and appreciate the small things that mean so much- like a warm and dry bed at night; enough food to appease hunger; cool and refreshing, drinkable water; sharing all the above with appreciative and like-minded companions. There is something so special about the Camino way of life that keeps pilgrims coming back for more.
We started today’s walk a little later than normal (maybe we are finally adjusting to Spanish time). The day looked perfect. A little overcast but no rain clouds around. We bid farewell to our Camino family of the last few days; six Canadians and our Spanish friends, Yolanda and Franco. Yolanda especially was such a sweetheart, opening up about her health issues and translating all our conversations to Franco. It was also a sad farewell for the lovely hosteleria at the Albergue de Perigrinos who was so kind and considerate to everyone and their needs.
We walked through the sleepy town of Pendueles before joining the long distance footpath that took us close to the coast including past the Bufones de Arenillas, a geological series of blow holes. When the sea is rough enough it can spout an impressive 20m into the air. However today the spray was minor even though the sound of the air passing through these caves was truly powerful.
The approach into Llanes was breathtaking. With the sea to our left and the mountainous Pica de Europa out in front, the scenery was simply stunning. Walking on a path next to the golf course for about 2km, high above the coast, we thought we would never descend into the town. Then with just one downward turn, we were walking into this beautiful seaside town.
We were in our hotel room (a celebratory splurge) by 1pm, then summoned the strength to explore the town after a late lunch. We attempted to purchase our tickets for the long ride back to San Sebastian tomorrow. Alas the station was closed. Seista you know. We’ll just have to get the tickets tomorrow. Ah mañana…see I am finally becoming Spanish. Now I’m off to get my chocolate con churros. I think I’ve walked enough for this delicious treat.