We see quite a lot of pink skies in the morning, but thankfully they don’t seem to the bearers of bad weather, but are quite pretty to look at. They change so quickly though, by the time I’ve gone to get my camera, the pink has gone!
A Windy Mirador
We went to another mirador just outside Burela. We should have paid heed to the weather forecast, however, as it was extremely windy. We tried to find somewhere to eat lunch, but could only eat single handed as we needed to stop the food from blowing away!

It was very impressive, however, with views in every direction.



If you look closely, the red buildings on the left are the aluminium factory at San Cibrao. The photo is blurry I think because the wind was blowing me and also because the wind was blowing the trees.
Dolos
We had to go to San Cibrao so went to the beach we had gone to early in the morning by the aluminium plant. We are the other side of the alumunium factory which we could see from the mirador above. I think we are bear the bit that juts out in the pic above.
The sea walls are man made and are these big concrete dolos which appear to be thrown into the sea – but I imagine there was much more precision than that!




Driftwood
We walked along the beach and noticed two things. First the sand was like glitter – this photo just doesn’t show it, but it was absolutely like walking on glitter, when we got home I noticed how sparkly my boots were! I can see a lot of mica in the sand, so I guess it’s that catching the sun.

The other thing was this big bit of driftwood which caught Ian’s eye and which came home with us.


Early Morning Beach Walk
Having discovered that Rueta beach is so much bigger at low tide, we’ve been trying to head down there around low tide time, which has been early in the morning this week. Daisy rather enjoys her early morning runs on the beach.
This is looking back at the railway bridge towards the river.


Looking back to the beach. We can’t see our house from the beach, however the electric pole about in the middle of the pic is the one we saw the men dangling from the other week.
Waves
There were a lot of strong waves on a beach just outside Burela. I tried to take photos, but the sea went calm every time I tried. It was very impressive, though. A surfer came out of the sea when we arrived – given the strength of the waves as they hit the rocks, I am guessing (hoping) he knew what he was doing!


…and just to add something that isn’t a photo of a beach – here’s a photo of a traditional Galego cake!


