Over the last couple of days I have been wondering why after all these kilometers of walking do my legs and lungs still complain to me when we are going up hills? Of course we make it, but I would think that by now it would be easier.
View of our Albergue room last night as we tried to dry out.

After getting our clothes dry last night and taking the newspaper out of our almost dry boots, we took off again in the rain. It was not as torrential as yesterday for most of the day. But the paths were clearly wet in several places.

Marian and Mary would find places to meet us.

Tricky negotiating where to step.

We crossed this part by holding on to the fence and stepping on the broken pieces of log near the fence.

Today’s walk was suppose to have a view of the Atlantic, but that was not easy to get. And both the downhills and uphills were pretty tricky.

It sure looked like we had a long way to go.

We finally caught a glimpse of the water.

And made it to Cee. What a great greeting from the hospitalario at Albergue de Casa de Fonte when he told us to take our shower first and then sign-in. He also gave us real sheets for our beds. They are so much better than the paper ones. Then he dried our clothes. Our boots are stuffed with newspaper. We have had a great dinner at the local restaurant. We have done our last hike that is over 18 km. I think the last 3 are under 15 each. Finisterre tomorrow.