Day 40 – Muxia (2 of 2)
“Muxía is part of the ‘Costa da Morte’ or ‘Costa de la Muerte’ (i.e., the “Coast of Death”). The Costa Da Morte was given this name because of the large number of shipwrecks along its rocky shore.”
– Wikipedia article on Muxia
I spent the morning walking the eastern side of Muxia’s harbor, first investigating the town marina. There are far more slips than boats. Probably two thirds of the boats are small commercial or sport fishing craft. There are a few sailboats, a couple flying non-spanish flags. Also two what look like coast guard boats to assist distressed sailors at sea I’m guessing. There was almost nothing going on at the marina.
I followed a boardwalk around the coast which terminated at a path down to a white sandy beach with lots of natural rock formations.
This is immortalized in verse:
The sea!
My sea!
The sea that I vex,
In these winter days,
Gray, shaking,Fierce, strong and rex,
The anger to steal from the winter background
And hitting the banks, skimping
Of rage and furore, no epic lool!
Poem by Gonzalo López Abente , A poeta do mar
In the afternoon I hiked to a viewpoint on the western edge of Muxia. 
It’s only 68 meters high and accessed via a stone path but it gives a good perspective of Muxia and the surrounding beaches.
One could retire here and live on varied seafood and excellent wine very economically.
Tomorrow I move on to Finisterre for a day. Finisterre is the end of the world.
Buen Camino,
-jgp
