I´m making Dan sit and cool his heels while I read and post.
(Plus, this is a non-smoking cyber)
Yesterday was a day that I am sure I will not be able to do justice to in a trip report. We drove the Costa de Morte from Fisterra to north of Muxia. At Muxia we crawled out to the end of the piles of boulders in a gale force (at least it seems like it to me) wind. But we got very close to the brave or foolish souls who were harvesting the barnacles. Awesome to watch the waves batter them as they cut barnacles off the rocks. The women were a few meters back on the rocks cleaning them as fast as the men could bring them in.
The rest of the drive was just as impressive. And we had it almost completely to ourselves.