a snowy start to Sunday

After my cold shivery night it wasn’t too much of a surprise to find a couple of inches of snow lying on the paths and fields outside.  At first light the clouds seemed very snow-grey and likely to dump themselves on me again, but I decided to risk starting out, and was lucky and it fairly soon brightened up a bit and I was able to get to a croissant and coffee in Silleda.

It was then on past Ponte Ulla and through a wooded path ending up at the Capilla de Santaguiña, near the albergue of Vedra which, thank goodness, provided bed covers and where, thank goodness, the heating stayed on all night.