We thought we’d walked into the opening scene of ‘Death In Paradise’ this morning as we were investigating the Castro de Baroña Iron Age Hill fortification and village on a beach. Graham and Hugo were playing on the sand and a man clad head to toe in a black wetsuit emerged from the waves brandishing what we thought was a speargun. Being a total chicken I suggested we leave toute suite before we became some weird victims of an aquatic serial killer but he soon overtook us on the climb back to the road and we discovered he was actually a snorkelling fisherman who had caught a large octopus which was struggling away in his bucket.
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You can just make out aqua man on the right
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| Distant view of hill fort |
The hill fort was an amazing find as we knew nothing about it before we saw a write up in our camper van app. What a location! It sits above a sandy beach atop a rocky cliff and is very well preserved. A Wikipedia entry can be found Here for more information on the site.
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| An Iron Age house |
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| On his throne |
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| Windy hair |
We’d spent the night in Noia, a place which started life as a fishing village and has since become a tourist town mainly for Spanish people. I must say we fell in love with the place, not least because we found a fabulous restaurant, La Ferrador, but the people there were so lovely and the church was very saint-statue heavy which we always find enjoyable. A statue of Mary sported a very fetching wig.
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| The fires of hell |
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Excellent wig
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After a lunch of pulpo, not caught by our scary beach guy, in Padrón (the home of Padrón peppers but we couldn’t have any because they’re out of season) we’ve moved on to yet another beach at Villanova de Arousa (unusual name) and will be in Portugal either tomorrow or the next day depending on the weather.
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