Grandas de Salime
- (San Julián) to
A Fonsagrada

On the way out from Sean and Mynhardt's hostel at St Julian, we were shown their private chapel, and then set off into the morning light. Pausing only to look at a chapel, a chameleon, and another chapel, we headed through rural, agricultural and livestock areas, coming across numerous small parishes towards the wind-generator lined hills. An interesting feature we came across were field boundaries marked with large, flat standing stones, the gaps sometimes filled in with normal stone walls, and sometimes left empty. As we picnic-ed on the edge of a forest at the top of the hill, Ana, who had befriended us before, came past. The long, but gentle ascent to Alto del Acebo, a mountain range that separates the communities of Asturias and Galicia, brought us to a border line marked by stones on the road. Pausing for a coffee at a roadsìde bar full of warning signs, we moved on to gorse covered heathland, before meeting up with a group of Americans (Including Dawn and Abi) and discovered a church where Sue persuaded the local farmer, who was shovelling manure nearby, to unlock the door and show us around. Then it was on to the albergue where we met up with David, Ana, Lena and Sela again, and Sue was just in time to attend mass in the local church.