According to My Fair Lady, the rain should have stayed in the plains as we approached Galicia. But as any happy poncho seller could tell you, this has been a very rainy spring in northern Spain. The climb to O Cebreiro was the rainiest day yet! As I hiked up a path that seemed more like a waterfall, I considered throwing my backpack off the mountain.
Surprisingly, this turned into one of my favorite days. The clouds rolled back in the afternoon to reveal one of the most stunning views of the Camino. And the next day we descended into lush Galicia and a shocking amount of sun.
In the collage below (clockwise, from the upper left): The church in Triacastela, three merry pilgrims in rain gear, the view from O Cebreiro, overpass graffiti, and the most delicious local goat cheese with honey.