{"id":3825,"date":"2019-10-01T01:52:18","date_gmt":"2019-10-01T06:52:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/aleta.life\/?p=3825"},"modified":"2024-11-28T22:02:32","modified_gmt":"2024-11-29T03:02:32","slug":"photos-galicia-2-finisterre-santiago-and-cathedral-beach","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/aleta.life\/index.php\/2019\/10\/01\/photos-galicia-2-finisterre-santiago-and-cathedral-beach\/","title":{"rendered":"Photos: Galicia 2: Finisterre, Santiago, and Cathedral Beach"},"content":{"rendered":"
Cabo Fisterra \u2013 POSITION: 42\u00b0 52.95\u2019N, 09\u00b0 16.31\u2019W<\/a><\/h6>\n

Finisterre is the end of the earth. Literally. One of the most foreboding points of land in Europe, sailors for centuries have sung shanties and recounted tall tales of its fearsome weather and rocky coastline. Wind forecast applications display wind speeds as a variety of colors. Purples and blues for calm weather, yellows and reds for lively conditions, furious crimsons and blacks for the most dangerous gales. Even when the Bay of Biscay is a millpond, Finisterre often points a sharp phalanx of stiff red winds well offshore. Because of the large number of shipwrecks, the area between A Coru\u00f1a and Finisterre is nicknamed the Costa da Morte<\/em>, or Death Coast.<\/p>\n

Truth be told, most of the Cape’s bad reputation stems from the bygone era of square riggers and their general inability to cope adequately in severe weather. Even the local coast guard is trying to change the coast\u2019s reputation to bring in more sailors and tourists. Rounding Spain\u2019s northwest corner in early evening, Finisterre’s bright white light cuts through a layer of low clouds, pink and red in the fading twilight, half a dozen miles to the south. The sea is oily calm. A chill sets in as the sun dips down and we zip up the cockpit enclosure.<\/p>\n

Vigo, Galicia\u2019s main port, is the goal of our overnight passage. The sun slowly rises as we find our way up the river to the marina. Huge platforms, oyster farms line either side of the wide estuary. The morning\u2019s damp lifts as wafts of eucalyptus assail us. There is smoke, wood smoke, briefly heavy and then dissipated. We learn later that forest fires, too common in late summer, are mostly caused by carelessness, or arson. At last the Real Club N\u00e1utico de Vigo is our home for the next week as we explore this undervalued corner of Spain.<\/p>\n

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