Rumbo al Norte – Day 9: Gaztelugatxe

Somehow (don’t ask me how) we found out about this place. So after visiting Bilbao, with its Old Town, the market and the Guggenheim museum, we got back into the car and drove about 40mins towards the ocean.

We parked and were slightly unsure as to where to go. And then we saw the sign. 35 mins to the Sanctuary of Saint Juan. About 1,3km. I was slightly confused, however, because I had seen the photos of the place and it was definitely somewhere on the water –  how were we supposed to get there from all the way up here?

The answer was simple. Walk all the way down to sea level on a slippery, muddy path with wooden stairs (we always opted for the mud; it was much less slippery than the steps) that went down at a 8% slope. Once down, walk 231 steps back up to the top of the island where the sanctuary was.


Here goes the photostory of what happened, with a sparse amount of text.


The view from the first mirador. I must admit that it really is something! And the fact that it’s not very publicised… is probably better


The view from nearly at the start of the steps up.



A cute little fountain near the bell that you have to ring twice, for luck. Unfortunately, the bell had been taken away for maintenance 😦


And so it starts. The way back up.

From the top, the views were extraordinary. Since we had started the trek in the late afternoon, we decided to wait until sunset and then walk back.  

There’s the church, which was closed, a sheltered area with a roof, seats and tables (for bad weather, I suppose) and a toilet that is just a closed space with a hole that runs out on the cliff. It’s really something to go see if you’re up there!



The walk down wasn’t bad.

We were, as have always been on this trip except for that afternoon in Oviedo, exceptionally lucky with the weather. The route would have been unmanageable with the rain.




When we were on the bridge, the light was perfect to test slow shutter speed. Here are my very first attempts at the swirls of time.






Boyfriend insisted we leave before it became completely dark. If he hadn’t been there, I would have stayed until the very last drop of light and would have had to walk up the slippery path in the pitch dark.




About Full Of Daisies

I am permanently in love. Things I like: purple, pasta, silk, autumn, the smell of mould, candles, cachi, having friends, water, new things, rice, eggs (all eggs!), fresh grass, olive trees, shiny things, glitter, hanging objects, windcatchers, wind, couscous, wasabi, carnivores, presents, snow, leaves, orchids, feathers, cappelletti, meat, fruit (all fruit), more del gelso (Morus alba L.), pigs, candles, christmas, polenta fritta!, separating egg whites from yokes in my hands, cartoons, dragons, the ocean, nudibranchi, cows, mercury (the metal), cosmos (the flowers), thunderstorms, Mika, turtles, acquariums, green and blue (mixed), siccamores, spring, snails, 24, porc with a sweet sauce (apple, cranberry, tomatoes jam), looking at a swimming pool upsidedown and underwater, english accent, open-minded people, driving, blue skies, checkered tablecloths, butterflies, books and cartoons in rhyme, painting eggs, the star-shadows that football players have, silver, laughing, Vivaldi, bells and chimes, white and purple, creating. Complete Happiness: Early morning. Sun, with a breeze; a pond with water lilies. A house, with a garden, full of plants. A vegetable patch, lemon, orange and mandarin trees. Cosmos everywhere. Birds in the trees; a tortoise eating the salad from the vegetable patch; a mammal (I couldn’t decide which one would make me happier) close by. No houses for as far as the eye can see. Me, a man that loves me and that I love. Friends coming over for a lunch that I have to prepare, and have all the ingredients for all ready in the kitchen.

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