Despite the significant drop in temperature from yesterday, and the overwhelming threat of rain from our “hit and miss” weather forecast, I bundled up in my rain coat, grabbed my camera plus walking stick, for a trek up part of the Serra da Monte Figo. It’s one of my favourite small loops close to home, one which I had not taken recently, which meant I’d see a completely different landscape from my last walk there.
Flowers, flowers, and more flowers! I had to stop frequently simply to allow my eyes and brain to take it all in. Tiny barely visible splashes of colour then suddenly a field, as far as you can see, dancing wildly with poppies, daisies, and other hidden gems.
A short distance down the Pousada lane you can turn right and start to head up a small (dead-end) mountain road. As I made the turn I noted the field near the small house that sits just below where we live. The field was full of daisies, gently frolicking in the wind. If only I could have captured the movement in my photo. A perfect thing to focus on and meditate.
I started up an old dried up river ravine, one I have previously explored, however a farmer was burning old branches and the air became a little thick with smoke. It made me decide to cut up a hillside and take another path. WOW!! I consider myself in shape but I was huffing and puffing by the time I reached the intersecting path!
The higher I climbed, the darker the sky turned. It was either turn back or keep going and being the adventurer I am, I continued. I was almost at the top of the mountain when suddenly there was a huge shadow that came over me, which I took to be a storm cloud until I looked up.
Not one but two of them!!!! It’s called a cinereous vulture, or black vulture, and it’s the largest Old World vulture in Europe, has a wing span of 10 feet!!! They were hovering, hardly moving, and unnerving!! I took my walking stick and put it into the air and starting moving it in a wide circle while calling out. They checked me out for a bit, came a tiny bit lower, and then in unison, flew off! I do believe my pace quickened just a little after that.
Next thing I noticed was the ongoing darkening of the sky followed by a few raindrops. Walk quicker, I thought!
The short story……I got soaked. By the time I reached home I was dripping from head to toe, my jeans stuck to me like pantyhose!! A sight to behold and apparently laughed at by he who shall not be named!!!
I did manage to take a couple of more special shots before I arrived at the house, one of my favourites and the other for a friend who could use a splash of colour in her life right now.
As I rounded the final corner and was heading onto our street, Rua do Pé da Cruz, I looked up and this was my perspective…I thought it lovely.