Finnisterre 5/8/2012

We arrive Finisterre in a driving rain and strong wind. The fog moves in and out around us , much as it does around Land's End at home. The light house sits high above the sea along a craggy coastline with long stretches of absolutely beautiful beaches. One, The beach of Carnota, is considered one of the "100 best beaches" in the world - Galicia: paradise in Spain. Using our well-honed San Francisco fog experienced imagination, we can certainly see the possibilities of the truth in this claim. Finisterre is where the Roman legions were overcome with emotion, seeing the ocean in its whole immensity. I am equally overcome with emotion by where I stand. Only a small portion of Pilgrims who arrive by foot in Santiago actually continue on foot to the end of the road - it is truly "the road less travelled". It seems quite deserted when Maria and I arrive. Blown about by the wind, drenched by the rain, and softly wrapped in the fog, we pose for our final photo at the 0.00km marker. Our smiles and our tears tell our story. I let the wind take the ashes into the seemingly endless Atlantic, giving thanks for all I have experienced in this truly amazing journey to the end of the world. Forr those who might be contemplating this journey in future, I did finally find the absolute perfect combination of wants and needs in my 6kg total kit. I was able to walk 8 of my planned 14 days, and 137km. Maria was able to walk 13 days and 250km.