The picture above was the only one I took on day30. I was following the alternative route along a valley near Samos and somewhere missed the arrows, to cut a long and somewhat embarrassing story short, I managed to go in a complete circle. (Like most men I am never lost, just suffering a N.C.E.... Navigational Calibration Error)

The hint at the end was I was walking with the sun in my eyes and I knew it had to be behind me. In frustration I followed the boring road to Sarria.... hence no pictures, I was pxxxxd off.

But the ray of sunshine at the end of the day was that our son Rob was going to join me for the last 100Km to Santiago.... 100Km is the minimum distance you need to walk to get your Compostela.

I realised the next 6 days were going to be very different from the last 30, no regrets, this was a great day for me and I hope Rob.

After a 4 stage journey and some nifty footwork Rob arrived from Kerry in Ireland at 7pm.... The next morning we set off on a lovely day to Portomarin, the only disappointment for me was that I felt the scenery was just like Rob had left in Ireland, but with sun and different beer.

After a few stops for CCL and lunch of cheese and bananas on some logs (because of Sunday we had a logistics problem with the bread), we walked into Portarin. I knew the town had been rebuilt on higher ground to make way for a reservoir, what I was not ready for was the empty reservoir with the old bridge and some of the town showing through. Out of it came some interesting images.

I convinced Rob that the Municipal Albergue was the place to stay, which was empty when we arrived. We spent the afternoon, chatting, meeting the odd 'grim and generally catching up.

In the evening we bought a bottle of Rioja and sat at the top of the steps over the river and watched the sun go down....great day.