Cadavedo - LU-P-3102

Next to the small hermitage of San Bartolomeu de Cadavedo, cows and horses graze, mooing and neighing, sometimes reaching, depending on which way the wind blows, a certain smell. This is what they call the village around here, and I love it. Being able to have these views while the wind moves the grass, birds of prey fly over you and the sun warms your face at times when it peeks through the clouds is priceless. If you are looking for something else, go somewhere else, there is not even 3G here, only calls and H. You can walk and little else, with luck talk to one of its less than 50 inhabitants, or you can simply enjoy the surroundings. The entrance is easy and there is leveled asphalt ground and a grass terrace above, between the hermitage and the road.