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It was the start of spring and the sun was beckoning me to be outdoors. I used a few days
to visit the Asturian coastline. From Llanes in the east to Avilés in the west it is only
120km (75m), but as I found out there is enough beauty to keep me busy for 3 days.
Throughout these 3 days I just hopped from one beach to the next, usually at a distance of
less than 10km (6m), parked my camping bus, went for a stroll, hung out in the sun, or
strolled through the nearby villages. In other words it was sight seeing the slow way,
relaxing, without a hurry, without a destination to reach by nightfall. I had no plan. I
didn't know anything about the region, I had no list of things to see, I had no time table
and with the camping bus I could sleep anywhere, so there was not even the need to look
for a hotel at sunset. Aren't these really good conditions for touring the countryside?
In the sun at daytime it was warm, even hot, but as the sun disappeared it got chilly and
cold. To my surprise I found ice on my windshield one morning as I woke up. From 27
degrees C (80F) in the sun to below freezing at night, quite a change.
Somebody smart once said that traveling is the best way of learning. Not surprisingly, I
learned something about Asturias. I found out that they have their own language, called
"El Bable". It was easy to figure out as the number of street signs that where spray
painted ran into the hundreds. For example, on top of Gijón they would paint Xixón, the
town's name in Bable. In the towns some signs where bilingual and some neighborhoods
had only Bable names. Spanish signs and flags were usually vandalized. Signs of the
time. So, with Catalan, Basque, Galician there are at least 4 languages in Spain.
It was the perfect time of the year to travel. The country roads were empty because
everyone traveled on the nearby new freeway. The town and village streets were deserted
because everyone was at work. The beaches were unpopulated because it was the off
season. I had everything to myself, the roads, the villages and the beaches. Add to the
general quietness a blue sky, the blue ocean, fresh air and lush green meadows and
forests in their first spring day and you get the Asturias that I found.
Llanes
I worked myself westwards, starting in the east and with each hop making it one step
closer to the west. My excursion started in the village of Llanes. Llanes is a beautiful
village with a well preserved historic center. Big enough to offer some infrastructure like
hotels and restaurants, yet small enough to preserve its charm. It offers a couple of
beaches and a magnificent park on the coastline overlooking the village. Miles of trails
lead from one end of the village, passing the beaches and the fishing harbor to the other
end of the village with its camp ground, always following the water front. Agustín
Ibarrola is a Basque artist. He generally likes to paint public things. Near the village of
Oma in the Basque Country he painted a forest in bright colors. Here in Llanes he painted
the large concrete blocks forming the harbor's defense line against the elements to the
sea. Again, he chose bright colors, and mixed them in all combinations painting mostly
abstract forms onto the concrete blocks. In some instances he painted realistic objects like
a lemon tree and flowers onto the grey surface.
Poo
Poo is a tiny spread village that is awakening to a flow of new houses. The beach is a few
minutes walking distance from the village. It is a magnificent setting. The beach is inside
a tidal inlet, some 200m away from the coastal opening to the ocean. The opening is
narrow and with steep cliffs on both sides. The inlet then widens to make room for the
nice sandy beach. At the same time this is the mouth of a small river. If you cross a hill
you can reach an even more protected and quiet river beach. Horses were grazing on the
other side of the beach. Trees with moss gave shade from the sun. Certain a special spot,
and one of my favorites of all the beaches I have seen.
Village Celorio, Troenzo Beach, Palombina Beach
Celorio is the next village west of Poo. It is right on the coast. The cemetery overlooks
the bay from one side and the fishing port closes the bay on the other. Besides a
monastery, a children's playground and a couple of bars there is not much else in the
village. Both beaches are within a few minutes of walk from the village center. While
these two beaches are not spectacular, they are not bad either.
Village Niembro, Niembro Beach, Torimbia Beach, Toranda Beach
I visited Niembro at 8 am. It was misty and clouds of fog were hovering over the river
mouth. In the background was a white church which seemed to be unused. At least from
the distance it appeared to be in a questionable state. Within a 5 km radius are three
beaches. The sun was just rising as I strolled along Toranda Beach. A fishing boat had
left the sandy beach minutes ago and rocked with the waves. The beach was empty and
several 100s of meters long.
A nudist beach is around the corner but to get there you have to drive up the hill to the
very top. Here you park and after walking 1 km down the dirt road you reach the beach.
Of course, if you are a bit more sporty you can make a shortcut through the bushes as
there is a small trail. The beach, as you can expect, was empty again. Not a single soul to
see. The beach forms a half circle and is a good half kilometer long. This is Torimbia
Beach and my girl friend's favorite beach.
Beón Beach
No matter what coastal route you take, road, highway or train, you can't miss Beon
Beach. All roads and even the train tracks run right by the beach. The Beon River flows
into the ocean here forming a wide and large beach. It is most likely a kilometer long and
unfortunately affected by the recent oil spill of the sunken oil tanker Prestige. A dozen of
people from an oil spill cleanup crew were on the beach. Each one wore the typical white
bunny suite and green rubber gloves.
The oil spill is a major catastrophe. It happened 1000 km (600m) away and still from the
approximately 20 beaches I have visited over these 4 days about 18 are affected by the
sticky, gooey, black stuff. It is extremely hard to clean, no machines can be used; all has
to be done by hand. It basically has to be scrapped off every rock and pebble by hand
with a screwdriver, putty knife or spatula. Not only is it sticky, slimy and gooey it also
stinks like hell. As you walk down certain segments of the beach where there are rocks
you think you are strolling around a gas station as it stinks intensely of fuel oil. Terrible.
And even more terrible is that the guilty will neither be sanctioned nor will they pay for
the cleanup. It is a small company, they file for bankruptcy, and tomorrow they open
another company doing the same thing, but under a different name.
Village Nueva, Cuevas del Mar Beach
The river Ereba carved its way through the rocks towards the ocean here. The road that
leads from the quiet, nondescript village Nueva to the coast is beautiful. It is windy and
before you get to the beach on the last turn you have to drive through a tiny tunnel. The
beach carries the name "Caves of the Sea" (Cuevas del Mar) with reason. Dozens of
caves dig into the cliffs forming the frame of the sandy beach.
Guadamía Beach
This beach is another one of my favorites. The tidal inlet is very narrow and shallow. A
creek flows into the ocean here. Because the inlet is so shallow and narrow the tide
covers half a kilometer of distance as it rises or falls. Upstream, on both sides of the creek
is a forest. A lovely place. If you walk to the cliffs you will find blowholes in the ground.
In winter time when the tides are strong at high tide water is pushed up and out of these
blow holes. Now at low tides one could hear the ocean below but there was no visual
spectacle.
Ribadesella
Ribadesella is a mid-size town that despite its newer suburbs has kept its charm in the old
part of town. The river Sella flows into the ocean here. Hence the name of the town. A
wide bridge spans the town. On one side is the old part of town on the other the new
condominiums. The town sports a lighthouse, a chapel overlooking the river mouth, a
boardwalk and two beaches. The most pleasant part are the cafes lining the boardwalk in
the old part of town.
Following the street signs I went to the Santa Marina Beach. Here at the western most tip
of the beach walk there are vertical cliffs. In these cliffs are dinosaur foot prints, some
150 million years old. It requires a lot of imagination and looking to find one or two of
these imprints.
Tereñes
Since the dinosaur foot prints were so poor in Ribadesella I went to the village of
Tereñes. Here supposedly is a whole group of imprints from different dinosaurs, 3 and 4
toed ones. There is a sign in the village indicating where the trail down the coast cliffs to
the imprints is. The sign, however, is all wrong. The scale isn't right and even worse the
things marked on the map are not in their place. I wondered around for an hour to find the
trail. I wasn't actually so interested in the imprints but at the end it was a personal
challenge to find the stupid trail. I did find the sight at last. The imprints weren't any
better or easier to recognize. As I said before, it needs a lot of imagination to make them
out in the rock slabs. From the imprint site it took me only 10 minutes back to the
trailhead. Unless you like scouting you better skip the dinosaur "attractions".
Village Prado, La Vega Beach, Arenal de Moris Beach
Next stop was at La Vega Beach. It is a long, flat beach; wide and open. It is popular with
surfers. Waves rolled in and a couple of families enjoyed the late afternoon in the sand
dunes on the western end of the beach. The beach also carries a second name "El ojo del
mar", "The Eye of the Sea". The backdrop to this beach form green meadows gently
sloping uphill.
Arenal de Moris is another surfers' beach. At high tide there is no sand left as the ocean
reaches up to the rocks.
Village Cobiendes
Cobiendes is a village only known for one thing: Santiago de Cobiendes, a pre-Romanic
church from the 9th century. The church is nice, small and cute to look at for a few
moments, but the neighboring modern buildings are empty, run-down and vandals had
broken in the doors to rummage through the interior.
Colunga, Griega Beach
Colunga is a town with a big church, supermarkets, and a handful of historic buildings. In
itself it is not overly attractive but a good base for visiting neighboring beaches. Griega
Beach is the closest to town, a mere 2km westward. It is wide, sandy and with a
restaurant/hotel on the beach.
Village Lastres, Lastres Beach
Lastres is an idyllic village: calm, dedicated to fishing and rich in history. The village is
built into the steep slope running from the hills to the sea. Lastres Beach is a kilometer
outside the village. The beach has nothing special to grab your attention. The village
does. The narrow cobblestone stairways connect the houses, one overlooking the other as
they are built into the slope. On the very bottom is the fishing harbor, today modernized
but with a history dating back centuries. Rusty cannons to defend against pirates, yes
pirates, and later against the French stand even today in the harbor fortification. The
stairways run in zigzag lines up the village, passing old houses built with rocks, then
towards a church and then following the street you come to a lookout point with an old
chapel and a restaurant, closed in the off season. If you can't find it look for the antennas
for TV, radio and mobile communications. They are right next to the historic site.
Villaviciosa
Villaviciosa is a boom town. Housing speculation is changing the face of this town. Like
mushrooms new apartment buildings shoot out of the ground. Calle del Sol is the main
street of the old part of town. Along it are beautiful old buildings. But for me the town
has lost its charm. The dust from the construction sites is being blown all over town,
making it little attractive.
Village Tazones
In contrast to Villaviciosa this is again a charming, welcoming village right on the coast.
It has a beach with the same name and of course a fishing harbor. King Charles I and V
touched Sanish soil for the first time here in the tiny village of Tazones. Why I and V?
Well, this guy was Charles the I of Spain, and at the same time Charles the V of
Germany. His ship headed towards Vizkaia (Bilbao) when a strong storm set in and blew
the ship off-course. Given the weather they were given no choice but to set anchor here.
But since Tazones didn't have a hotel, not to mention one fit for a king, they transferred
him onto a rowing boat and went from Tazones to Villaviciosa where a royal bed was
prepared.
Merón Beach
This beach is off the beaten path, specifically you have to pass 2 kilometers on dirt road
to reach it. A wide V-shaped valley formed over time by a river and heads towards the
sea. The beach was typical: empty except for people from the oil spill clean up crew,
sand, and a bar closed during off-season.
Ñora
Ñora is also one of my favorite beaches in Asturias. It is surrounded by hilly meadows
with cows on one side and a forest on the other. In the center is a creek forming a valley
and eventually running into the ocean at the beach. The beach is wide and very sand
during low tide. At this time it might be half a kilometer wide. At high tide the length of
the beach shrinks. Ñora has something to offer for all tastes. A beach for the water rats in
us, sand for those to play on the beach, a lookout point, and a 1-hour (one-way) foot trail
following the river uphill through the forest.
Gijón
Gijón is a city on the coast. It has its large industrial port, traffic jams and whatever else
you would find in any city. On the peninsula sticking out into the sea is the old part of
town. Remnants of a city wall dating back to the Romans separate the old city from the
newer parts. The Romans also built a spa here which can be visited. At the very tip of the
peninsula is a park crowded with lovers and young mothers leading their kids to the
children's playground. A pedestrian path runs down to the yacht harbor and continues on
along the coast line.
On the outskirts of Gijón is a gigantic building that appears to be a church, at least it has a
church tower. Next I thought it might be a hospital from a religious order based on the
street sign I saw. At the end I found out that it is the university.
Its sheer size was impressive, even from the distance.
Village Candás, La Palmera Beach
Following the coastline westwards the next place worth while stopping is Candás. Candás
is a village, turning into a town. Close to the beach is a 10-story hotel. The beach named
"La Palmera", "The Palm Tree" gives the illusion of palm trees. Don't be fooled. Despite
the name there are exactly two palm trees on the beach, better said at the entrance to the
beach. The beach is ok. Despite the tall hotel and the current effort of construction of a
brand new port, Candás is a nice village. The old fishing port will soon be overshadowed
by its modern replacement. From the new port cliffs go nearly vertical to a hill top with a
chapel dedicated to San Antonio. The complete hill is a park. Pieces of modern art are
spread throughout the park and behind the chapel you will find an old light house.
Standing next to the lighthouse looking northwest one can see the next villages in the
distance. The first in view is the cemetery and the most distant in view is the village of
Luanco.
Village Luanco, La Ribera Beach, Luanco Beach
Luanco is also booming and the new part of town is a lot bigger than the old part of town.
A maritime museum in shape of a ship is in the center. From there it is 5 minutes on foot
to the old harbor. The church was under restoration as I visited.
Bañugues Beach
This beach is very flat and with lots of sharp rocks. At low tide the sandy portion is large
but it mostly disappears under water at high tide.
Cabo Peñas
Cabo Peñas is the northernmost point of Asturias and a strategic place to build a light
house. The most important light house of Asturias was built here and it is still in
operation, although today it works with radar and newer technologies. It stands on cliffs
50 meters above the ocean giving good views on both sides of the Asturian coast line.
Verdicio Beach
The beach carries the same name as the neighboring village. The beach is tremendously
long, maybe a full kilometer. Sands dunes invite to picnic and a Verdicio Beach is stop-
over point for the foot trail that runs all the way from the Nieva Lighthouse to the Cabo
Peñas lighthouse.
Nieva Village, Xaga Beach
Nieva is a tiny village, no more than 20 houses, a restaurant and a tiny chapel. Most
people are dedicated to farming here. Nieva is high on a hill and has a good view to the
lighthouse on the peninsula Punta Vidriera. The lighthouse carries the same name as the
village and is reachable via a 1-hour walk. Of course lazy people can also take their car to
the light house. While standing in Nieva on one side you have the lighthouse, on the other
you have Xaga Beach. The beach is large, easily a kilometer long, with sand dunes and a
bit of infrastructure: a bar open in season and showers.
Avilés
At the end of my route came Avilés. Avilés is such a stark contrast to what I have seen in
the past days that I didn't even bother to enter into the city. Avilés is an industrial town
with gigantic industrial zones, steel plants, aluminum plants, industrial harbors with their
cranes and smoking industrial chimneys. I avoided Avilés to not ruin my memories.
If you think I have seen a lot of beaches, you are right. But if you think I have seen all the
beaches between Llanes in the east and Avilés in the west, you are wrong. There are still a
dozen of additional beaches that I skipped. Even if you have lots of time like myself, I have
learned that one can never see everything.