This day calls for patience and strong legs. You’ll be on the move for well over 8 hours, with short climbs and descents following one another endlessly. It never gets high, but it’s never properly flat either. By the end, you’ll feel every hill in your thighs.
The sea is rarely far away. Eat on time, even if you’re not hungry yet, because the last stretch drags on. Then Muxía comes into view, with its houses by the water and the little church by the rocks. You walk into the village with heavy legs and a broad grin. Put your rucksack down and let the sea do the rest.
