Jo’s Monday walk : Lagoão Trail

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I do like to have a bit of fun on a walk, and for me that invariably means water.  When the guide book says that the river might not be fordable after heavy rainfall, I picture great torrents.  But this is, after all, the Algarve, and the prospect of being swept away downstream is not huge.  The only way to find out is to follow the trail and see.

So it was that we parked up, between the football ground and the fire station, in the wonderfully somnolent village of São Marcos da Serra.  Our destination that day was the hilltop village of Alferce, site of yet another magnificent Presepio de Natal, this one with life-sized figures.  The Lagoão Trail was almost en route, so it was decided to ‘make a day of it’.

This is a nicely level, circular 10km walk, initially following the river.  Much of the scenery has a soft Autumn tinge to it on this January day.  A great billow of smoke announces a farmer, burning off dead wood and shrubs.  The delicate pink of a rose bush delights my eye.

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Before too long we approach the ford, which I’m happy to say is fordable.  Mick goes first, in his sturdy boots.  While I’m fiddling about taking my shoes off, a car splashes through, catching me completely by surprise.

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I linger to gaze into the swirling waters, lapping clear and cool at my bare toes.  The river is moving quite swiftly, creating gurgly pools in its midst. Satisfied with my brief plodge, I follow the trail, admiring the wispy fronds of toffee-coloured tamarisk.

Soon a junction is reached.  Consulting the map it’s obvious that the walk can be shortened, but the reservoir beautifully reflects the umbrella pines and it’s too tempting to continue to walk beside it.

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The trail winds away from the reservoir and past a couple of tired-looking farms.  A posse of cats try to outstare me, in that way that cats do. Distracted by them, and trying to photograph a heap of drying cork, I fail to notice the dog till it’s leaping and snarling at my side.  My protector has his toe boot at the ready, and fortunately it backs off.

Hurrying on around the bend, I catch the tinkling of a bell.  I anticipate goats, but it is in fact another dog.  A much more laidback character, this sheepdog scarcely looks in my direction, but he has an ear cocked for his charges.  They watch me with curiosity, from the other side of the wall.

The final stretch of the walk turns back beside the river.  I’m quite surprised to find a railway track ahead but, checking my map, it appears the line runs north to Beja in the Alentejo.

As often happens, the road back into the village involves a bit of uphill, but there are gleaming white chimney pots to distract, and even an iris, peeping out of foliage.  A couple of villagers sit on the steps of their houses, in the sleepy warmth.  In the main square a few benches are occupied, next to the pretty little church.  I peer into a shop window at a Nativity scene made entirely of cork. Not easy to photograph!  A sign at the community centre indicates a main display inside, but it won’t open until 3.00, and I’ll be gone.

A glint of sunlight draws me towards the Christmas tree.  It’s made from recycled plastics. A brilliant idea, and one we could all copy.

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The only restaurant appears to be closed, but there’s a tiny cafe where a tumbler of wine and a cake costs very little.  Duly fortified, it’s down through the village and back across the river.  The empty car park is now overflowing and it appears it’s ‘match day’.  Young, fit bodies mill about and it’s time to reluctantly move on.

This walk features at page 100 of the Walking Trails in the Algarve, where you will find a map and details.  Time to put the kettle on?

Many thanks to you all for continuing to share your walks with me, no matter what the weather. Details are on my Jo’s Monday walk page, and everyone’s welcome!

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I rarely turn down a good scone.  I guess Anabel knows that :

A stroll in the grounds of Scone Palace

Say hello to Eunice, please?  A Meccano bridge and Mandarin duck make a pleasing combination :

A New Year canal walk

A familiar theme- Capability Brown- from Lady Lee :

Stowe House

Going prospecting with Liesbet!

Things to see in the Northern Gold Country

Jackie explores an inspiring garden :

Albin Polasek Sculpture Gardens

A boat, a beach hut and a lighthouse with Stephanie in Puget Sound :

A Walk through Point No Point County Park

I really enjoyed looking at Brugge with Woolly.  Have you missed any of his posts?

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Just a tiny bit jealous of Becky, who’s back in the Algarve, walking, on my behalf!

More than a glimpse of the Guadiana

It won’t be so warm in this country!  Play a game with Biti?

Guess what country?

London Wlogger is doing a grand job of hosting walks around our capital, including part of my old stomping ground :

Mile End Park to London Fields : Exploring Parks of the 19th and 21st Century

And are you familiar with When in my Journeys?  This is a lovely walk!

A walk on the streets of Old San Juan, Puerto Rico

Sometimes photography can be pure poetry.  Paula is surely mistress of the art form :

Braving the Elements with Grace

We’ve had some ferocious weather this month.  Drake examines the debris around the Baltic :

Day after a hard stormy day 

Denzil tells a sorry tale, but all’s well that ends well :

Sint-Agatha-Rode and the patron saint of breast cancer 

And Carol finds something really rather mysterious in Cornwall :

A Secret Place

Not so much a walk as a seal fan club, with beautiful photos.  Thanks, Susan!

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That’s it for another week.  I hope you enjoyed sharing.  Take good care of yourselves!

144 comments

  1. Ooh what a lovely walk and beautiful photos of it! That is no ordinary cake, that is “Pasteis de Nata”!! Yummy!!
    It is so much fun to see all the cork products in Portugal, even things such as caps and handbags made from cork!
    Peta

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  5. There can’t be many places left for you to discover in the eastern Algarve. I love your shot of the car swishing through the ford. As a small child I loved to be driven through a ford; there was one in Clumber Park, but dad could never remember which road! Love the umbrella pines, the iris and the pink roses – it appears to be a very gentle place to live in.

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    1. I’ll have to move out to the West Coast, Jude. I do worry about being boring and repetitious. Maybe I should wrap it in for a while. I certainly don’t have a walk in me today, even though the sun is beaming down. I just about had the energy to watch Rafa (no, I won’t mention the tennis, but you’ll be cheering for Fed now 🙂 )
      I don’t know what it is- I always get excited when I find a ford too. Unless it’s over my knees 🙂

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      1. Poor you. Cold and flu really does sap you off energy. I know it took me a while to get over my cold. At least the sun is shining so that makes me feel more cheerful. Still cold, though not as cold as some parts of the UK. Take care – has the youngster reached a decision yet?

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  10. Wow, you saw a little of everything here, Jo, from sheep and sheepdogs to cats to umbrella pine reflections to a recycled Christmas tree. And then you got drenched too! No wonder you topped it off with that custard pie! Are you feeling better yet?

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  16. Love the still quiet languor of all these vistas, Jo. Very soothing to look at. I do hope you’re both feeling better soon. Just to help things along, you could try a good pinch of bicarb in a not-too-cold glass of water 3x per day. Viruses thrive in acidic cons. 🙂

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    1. Thanks for the tip, Tish. We seem to be just passing it back and forwards between us. A friend recommended pineapple juice for the wracking cough but I couldn’t get any in the local shops. I don’t have bicarb in (what a spud useless housewife! 🙂 🙂 ) but we need to go out later so I’ll do my best.

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  18. Beautifully clear water! The drying cork: at first I thought it was a pile of tyres. Is that from a special cork tree, or is it just the bark cut off all sorts of trees? What do they use it for locally?

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    1. Hi Denzil 🙂 They strip the oaks at regular intervals. I will have a post coming up on the Cork Museum which explains in greater detail but initially the cork was used to make cork stoppers for wine bottles, and also harnesses and farm equipment.

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    1. Wall to wall blue skies, Gerry, but we’re paying for it now. We’re both loaded with cold and not fit enough to go out with our English walking group today. 😦 Watching tennis from Down Under instead. 🙂 Hope all’s well with you?

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  20. Looks a great place to spend a day, Jo. Those protective pines and the pink roses are so welcoming.
    Glad you had a good break, but glad to see you back here too
    Have a good week

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    1. Thanks, Debs 🙂 We’re down with flu at the minute and it was a struggle getting this up this morning, so I’m glad you like it. It’s our son’s birthday today so we need to find some energy to take him out for a meal. I think we’ll have to sit in a corner out of the way.

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