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Once when I was about 18, I hitchhiked to La Coruna and - in those (olden) days - there were not many visitors and I couldn't find a pension to stay in. But I DID meet a cute German guy on his wooden boat, who had just sailed from France and stopped in at the harbor in La Coruna for repairs on his way to Lisboa. So I stayed on the boat and decided to sail with him to Portugal. In a big storm, the engine died, the main sail ripped down the middle, the boat started to leak and there was some big festival going on everywhere that involved everybody who worked at sea, so no one was available to rescue us. We were off the coast of Finisterre and I remember, while being tossed wildly around in the storm, seeing all the barely submerged rocks noted on the nautical map of the area.
So anyway, we finally limped back to the coast of Spain and I survived.
I now return you to modern times, thanks for listening.
There was a festival in Muxia last Monday , 16 th July , for exactly what you mentioned I believe .
Is this date applicable
YES, I thought they called it Dia del Carmen. Amazing all these years later I would finally find out about it. And now they would have been mourning me along with the rest, dead at sea, because they were all in town celebrating instead of rescuing me
That was quite an experience no doubt, and what a better place to share it than on this forum? Just maybe in some roundabout they did rescue you? Or am I reading too much in this interesting confluence of events - the fact that you survived against such odds and that there was a church service to the patroness of sailors at the same time? THe power of prayer after all benefits believers and unbelievers alike. THe truck driver who wanted to take you to the cathedral? .. I'm glad to hear that you finally got there, I presume in a less dramatic fashion. Thank you for sharing your story.
Thanks for my first smile of the day! I love your post.I bet it was.... It was July for sure. We made it back to shore at Vigo. For some reason, I thought it had something to do with Gijon, but Muxia is a lot closer to where we were.
I had gotten a ride up to La Coruna with a truck driver from Madrid and he showed me lots of sights on the way. He strongly pushed that we stop in a city on the way to show me a big cathedral that drew pilgrims from all over. I said, "Naw, I've seen enough cathedrals."
So forty five years later, I walked to Santiago.
My thoughts exactly. Felt totally at peace when I reached Finisterre and felt more like the end of my journey than SdeC did.Thanks @scruffy1 for this! I have walked to Finisterre from Santiago de Compostela three times so far and hope to walk there again many more times before my time on this Earth comes to an end. For me, sitting on Praia Mar de Fóra beach with a glass of vino tinto in my hand and peace and joy in my heart watching the sunset is where my camino officially ends. I must admit to never having ventured into the water above my knees, but I have seen how turbulent the Atlantic can be from the safety of the dry land
I'm with you Llew and Pitstop. Finisterre definitely felt like the end of the journey. I had to laugh though when I looked at everyone on the rocks. We looked like the human version of meerkats as the 50 or so of us quietly stood or sat as we looked out over the water at the sunset. We were blessed with a full moon on the walk back to town so it was a magical evening.My thoughts exactly. Felt totally at peace when I reached Finisterre and felt more like the end of my journey than SdeC did.
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