I didn't realize how small Foncebadón is.
There is only a few houses in this village.
Life must be tough up here in the mountains.
Looking back at the village. How much further is it to the famous Cruz del Ferro?
This is a lonely stretch of road.
About 2 kilometers later, the cross is in sight.
Old hiking boots, stuff dolls and everything mementos you can imagine. The hope and sorrows some pilgrims have brought to be placed here at the highest point in the camino.
It's a cold and cloudy morning, hoping that the weather will turn around soon.
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