we had a good breakfast at the albergue, said farewell to a young French couple we kept bumping into,
then set off through the morning mists down to Castro Urdales. This was mainly road,
particularly as we got to the outskirts of the town, but when we got there, the the light on the harbour was amazing.
A cycle race was being set up, which made it difficult to get to the tourist information, but who were very helpful.
We looked at the magnificent church of Santa Maria of the Assumption, and admired the waves breaking in a
pool linked to the ocean by a cave, complete with statue of a diver into the maelstrom!.
Then on to the bull ring and a snack by the closed municipal albergue,
and then up under the motorway and through the countryside, and after some country roads,
back down to the coast and clifftop paths to Islares. It was a day of animals;
we saw cats, dogs, a foal being taken for a walk, and bullring. In Islares, the church of Saint martin de Tours
was open for a service, and afterwards we were offered a pilgrim stamp by a friendly lady!
We opted for staying at a two-star motel on the main road, rather than continuing the long walk to the next open Albergue.
This allowed us to relax in the late afternoon, and to check out the small beach with its run-down beach hotel,
expensive restaurant and tourist restaurant. We ate pizza with fried egg on top (Pizza Americano!) and watched the sun go down.