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A few years ago, after 900km and a 38-day walk through Northern Spain, I ended up on an extensive beach on the Galician Atlantic coast. It felt like an oasis. It was the end of the summer, coinciding with the autumn equinox and its great tides. I rested there for a few weeks and I took daily walks with my camera along this kilometric coastline. I barely saw any visitors. I was fascinated by the ever-changing atmospheres shaped by the tides, the weather and the fortuitous presence of human beings.
6 imagesA few years ago, after 900km and a 38-day walk through Northern Spain, I ended up on an extensive beach on the Galician Atlantic coast. It felt like an oasis. It was the end of the summer, coinciding with the autumn equinox and its great tides. I rested there for a few weeks and I took daily walks with my camera along this kilometric coastline. I barely saw any visitors. I was fascinated by the ever-changing atmospheres shaped by the tides, the weather and the fortuitous presence of human beings.