Wednesday, March 26, 2025
In what would become an absolutely gorgeous day in Asturias after several days of rain, we were off once again with our personal tour guide, Kike Prado Alonso, for the second installment of his insider's guide to the best beaches and villages on the Costa Verde.
Today we would travel to the West of Gijón and be joined by Mariners QB Spencer Moore and WR/DB Geoff Green.
Gijón's Socialist/Commie HQ Building
I needed some ready cash for the impending road trip and my stroll to the nearest ATM took me past this center of social consciousness, protest and upheaval.
The Spanish word for cash is efectivo and I now had enough of it to last the two of us through the weekend.
At 11:00 a.m. our tour group of five were on our way in Kike's car to our first stop.
Cudillero
Historic Artistic Center
Cudillero has a harbor that could
easily shelter this lost boat if needed
Cudillero's hillside plunging
to the Sea of Cantabria
Most boats were anchored in
the harbor area in the distance
Cudillero emptying into the harbor
Couldn't have said it better myself
Clean, clear sea water
Mosaic Art was a MUST!
Picturesque Cudillero,
the perfect muse for any artist
We would stop for a snack at that
bright blue building housing . . .
. . . the Café Bar Con Vito Corleone
The café con leche hit the spot and
the colors all around us were pleasant
A small fish market
Local Heraldry
Shops, bars and restaurantes down
below, dwellings up above
Cudillero is so pleasing to the eye
Fishing nets drying in the Sun
We proceeded farther West to the serene overlook known as the Mirador de la Regalina.
The coastline to the West was breathtaking
Of course the peninsula-like Mirador
had a traditional Asturian Hórreo . . .
. . . and a second view of the
Costa Verde to the East
Laurie by a not so recently
decorated cart beneath the hórreo
Kike informed us that the Mirador is frequently the scene for weddings in the Spring and Summer. During these marital ceremonies this cart would be decorated with fresh flowers.
I can visualize it with bright Spring flowers
The Wedding Chapel at the
Mirador de la Regalina
The Blessed Virgin Mary?
Blue is her color after all.
Another look to the West
The point of the small peninsula
A final look to the East
Laurie peering into the
closed wedding chapel . . .
. . . and what she saw
The hórreo begged a closer inspection
To review, these are found all over the Asturian countryside and were meant to store grain.
They are elevated well above the ground to avoid moisture damage during heavy rains that could cause flooding.
The additional danger to these grain stores was vermin infestation. At first I didn't see how height alone could stop that from happening.
Into the breach stepped our tour guide, Kike.
Each of the four support pillars of
any well constructed hórreo has a
stone wheel like this one at the top
It effectively stops animals from getting any closer into the hórreo.
Genius.
One last, long look at the tranquil
Mirador de la Regalina
Now we were on to Luarca!
This village gets its name from Roman times due to a story, most likely apocryphal, that when wolves, Lupi in Latin, loomed large in this area, and part of the Ark, Arca in Latin, of the Covenant's original Ten Commandments tablets wound up here thanks to the Apostle St. James of Camino de Santiago fame.
Lupi Arca morphed into Luarca.
I had to wonder if Indiana Jones and his father knew about this?
The sign mentions Luarca's favorite son, physician and scientist Severo Ochoa who was born here.
His work in DNA research earned him the 1959 Nobel Prize for Medicine.
My love of Heraldry was satisfied
A close up of the two ayuntamiento/city hall crests that are involved with this lighthouse complex just outside Luarca's city limits.
This light house at Cabo Busto
was so peaceful
This light house serves a real purpose
keeping ships away from these rocks below
The Costa Verde is just . . .
. . . BEAUTIFUL!
Of course, you can borrow
books at the light house
Finally, we made it into the city
of Luarca proper
We saw no wolves or stone tablets of any religious significance.
What we did see and enjoy was a delicious seafood lunch at the Hotel Restaurante Baltico.
Getting in the mood for lunch
but this was not our dining spot
Luarca was a joy to our senses
"Our house is just across
the bridge in Luarca"
Luarca's Rula is the fish market and is
a locals' hangout too on a sunny day
Our view while dining
Restaurante Baltico decor
Yes, fishing is as big part of life here
I wonder what goes on during a naughty fishing expedition?
Or did I translate that wrong?
I just liked this logo
A random Luarca church
No tablets were found inside.
Roaming the Mean Streets of Luarca
Cool Luarca building on a warm day . . .
. . . and another
We drove up to the bluffs that
overlook Luarca
There was a chapel at the top
Outdoor Station of the Cross
We entered the Capilla de la Blanca
still in search of those missing tablets
What we found were statues
Parishioners were getting them ready to be carried through the streets of Luarca during the fast approaching Semana Santa Processions.
The BVM will be carried around
town for sure . . .
. . . as will her Son
It can get windy on the Costa Verde
I just liked this compass' color
Luarca's harbor entrance
As it turns out, Spencer was in a bit of pain as somehow over the past week, a small pebble had become imbedded into a finger of his non-throwing, left hand.
With Dr./Professional Grandmother Laurie in charge and packing a knife, alcohol, mostly sterile Kleenex and vast surgical skill, she went to work.
The Procedure began . . .
. . . it was a team effort
Patient: Spencer
Surgeon: Laurie
Anti-Wind Hair Holder: George
Cajoling Friend of the Patient: Geoff
Photographer: Kike
The operation was a success. The pebble was apparently broken up and removed with the patient vouching for his greatly reduced pain.
Laurie's final advice to Spencer: "Take two of these Advils and call me in the morning."
The operation was performed with
Luarca's hilltop cemetery behind us
We moved on to . . .
. . . the Playa de Frexulfe
It offered yet another great
view of the Sea of Cantabria
A sweeping view of this somewhat
black sand beach
Our Tour guide informed us that the black grains of sand are due to disintegrating slate deposits in the area.
We are having the time of our lives!
We all felt calmed by the sights
and sounds of the gentle waves . . .
. . . until we saw this paw print
in the sand
The feral hound of the Baskervilles?
One of those famed wolves from still nearby Luarca?
It was definitely time to move on to our final stop of the day.
The Playa de Salinas
Located just outside of the ancient city Aviles, it is a definite Summer landing spot for the local elite.
As the Sun set in the West,
I think that it was safe to say . . .
. . . that we ALL had a
GREAT DAY!
Gracias Kike for making it all possible!
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