We loaded up into our trusty bus which took us to a rocky area of coastline. We were going barnacle hunting. We were rather late getting there so the tide was starting to come in which made it a little more dangerous. Most of the professional barnacle hunters had already quit for the day, but we soldiered on. Some of us ventured down onto the rocks to collect the barnacles, while the rest of us perched up on the rocks watching. When we wandered back toward the bus, we found that they had laid out a picnic cloth. We sat down for some vermouth and another sea food pie. The highlight,though, was that the barnacle hunter guide cooked up, in a steamer in the back of his car, all of the barnacles that were harvested.
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| The Atlantic Ocean |
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| A cemetery. |
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| This was a village church. I think I prefer it to the big grand cathedrals. |
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A Ferida (The Wound) by Alberto Banelos Fournier
It is the largest sculpture in Spain. It is 36' tall and weighs 400 tons.
It is a tribute to the volunteers who came to help when the Prestige oil spill occurred in 2002. |
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Photo: Austin Bush
Our little group checking out the sort of sunset |
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Lately no blog would be complete without a picture of food.
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