They call it España Verde – Green Spain: the strip of land between the Bay of Biscay and the Cantabrian Mountains.
Well, some people do. The Spanish more commonly refer to it as the Cornisa Cantábrica – the Cantabrian Coast. Either sobriquet is apt for this wild and beautiful region in Northern Spain. Known for its spectacular cliffs overlooking the Cambrian Sea, its historic and charming towns and cities, and its long sandy beaches, the landscape here is kept lush and green by its wet and temperate oceanic climate.
The Camino del Norte route of the Camino de Santiago runs along this coastline – 827 km (514 mi) from from San Sebastian to Santiago.
I’m always amused by people who ask if I have walked ‘the Camino‘; el camino is Spanish for “the way” – and there are countless “ways” or trails or pathways throughout Spain. What most people mean is the Camino de Santiago, or the Way of St James, which culminates at the Catedral de Santiago de Compostela in northwest Spain. But even this is not one trail: traditionally, you started your pilgrimage from your home village, so there is a complex network of routes. Today there are nine popular ‘Camino Ways’ of varying lengths that are marketed to walkers: starting in France, Portugal, and various parts of Spain. If you want a ‘Pilgrim Certificate’, you have to walk at least the last 100km into Santiago.
We weren’t being anywhere nearly that ambitious! We were out for an afternoon walk on a very short section of this UNESCO-listed system of walking paths on the eastern side of Asturias – that is, roughly the middle of the Northern Spanish coastline. I was part of a small group studying Spanish at the Peak Me language school in nearby Panes in the mornings, and hiking in the afternoons with a guide from Canoe Adventure Trophy. Because of the rainy autumn weather, we had opted for a walk in the more sheltered woods of the Cambrian Mountains (see: Cicera, Cantabria) the day before.
I had my fingers crossed that the weather would hold as we walked the windswept limestone cliffs above the crashing waters of the Mar Cantábrico to the next town for a civilised drink in the local taberna.
It was not the first time I’ve seen the yellow scallop shells that signal one of the many Camino paths and tributaries, but it was still exciting to find the yellow arrows underfoot, on ground that has been trodden for centuries.
So yes, I have walked on the Camino; I was pleased, however, not to be doing the whole 827 km of this one!
Happy Walking!
Photos: 25September2019