EOTW Day 5: Muxia to Finisterre & Cabo Finisterre

This is my last day of walking to the end of the world. I'll then be heading back to Santiago by bus tomorrow

The walk out of Muxia was on the other side of the peninsula compared to the walk in
Once out of town, it was up up up for the best part of an hour. So far up we were into the clouds
Again there was a mix of paved roads and farm tracks
And this otherwise non-remarkable track, only worth commenting on because it was grass (most unusual here)
Other sights on the way, including the occasional glimpse of the sea, not as common as you might think given that we were basically following the coast
I had to wait 16km for my second breakfast - there's really only one town (Lires) with services along the entire 29km route

Eventually Finisterre came into view. Finisterre feels larger than Muxia, but I gather their resident populations are similar (4500). Finisterre just has far more tourists, and there are simply more people out and about
Having checked into my albergue, it was time to walk out to the 0km marker at Cabo Finisterre (the end of the peninsular where the Romans considered to be the end of the world). The return walk added another 7km to an already long day

On the way there...
The marker...
The end of the world...
[And in case you were wondering, the actual westernmost point of continental Europe is at Cabo da Roca in Portugal]
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So, the end. I'm ready to come home!





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  1. NicolaMay 31, 2026 at 10:35 PM

    Heartfelt congratulations on achieving this remarkable journey.

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