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The weather was windy when we set out, and the terrain hilly which made for
tough going. This was a very ordinary day, we passed through a couple of small
towns with little to note, but we were now closing in on our final destination,
Santiago.
The wind was now so strong that at times we had to pedal downhill. The skies
were becoming darker by the minute, so we decided to stop at the first hostal
or bar that we came across. After several more kms, we found a nice clean
hospedaje near to O Pino and Santa Irene which had a barn where we could store
the bikes, perfect. Within a short time, the heavens opened and we thanked
our lucky stars that we had avoided another soaking. Not longer after we saw
other pilgrims come dripping in.
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