Jo’s Monday walk : Punta del Moral

I can get a bit obsessive sometimes, so when it was suggested to me that the area around Punta del Moral, in Huelva province, has more than its share of beautiful, white bridal broom right now… well, nothing for it but another trip to Spain!  By one of those strange quirks of fate, Todos a Caminhar were holding an event there this Sunday, which gave me just the excuse I needed.

I’ve introduced you to Todos a Caminhar before.  It’s an initiative to keep people healthy by getting them out walking.  Each Sunday at 10 they meet at a different venue, and on this particular weekend it was a coordinated effort with the council in Ayamonte, across the Guadiana in Spain.  Coachloads converged on Punta del Moral from around the Algarve, and the locals came too.  There are always a few characters at these things, and the gentleman with the strange horn amused himself, and the crowd, with a spinning top and a hoop.

There was a great feeling of camaraderie, free drinks and even a small cake- don’t tell!  People lined up in semi-organised fashion after a bit of a warm up and, with a minimum of jostling, we were away.  Soon the crowd thinned out as people found their own walking pace.  There were 3 different walk lengths, from 4.7 to 10.5km, to cater for all abilities.

It’s a very watery world, out there on the salt flats.  A lazy amalgam of river and sea.  Much of the heather looks like scrub with the tide out, especially at this time of year.  In summer it glows a beautiful lilac, but it’s too hot then to walk in this open terrain.  The river wanders wilfully, twisting and turning, often sluggish as the tide nudges in and, just occasionally, gushing and frothing with enthusiasm.

Our path takes us close to Ayamonte, clearly visible across the channel, and then turns its back to head for the ocean.  A lone fisherman searches for shellfish to eke out the diet while, beyond him, the fancy resort of Isla Canela fills the horizon with empty apartments.

In the opposite direction, the lighthouse at Isla Cristina commands attention, blinking in bright sunlight.  Around we go again, pausing only to glug a little water, and admire a cluster of cistus, who seem to be a long way from home.

The broom are not so prevalent here, but thronged the road in welcome as we approached, and are there to nod goodbye.  Before we left I persuaded the other half to take a final look at Isla Canela.  We once considered buying there, but are very glad we didn’t.

For a boat lover like me, the marina is a magnet, but there’s no heart to the place.  I’m consoled by a single, shocking pink Livingstone daisy- old friends of mine.  And, on the very edge of the resort, stop briefly by Ermita de Nuestra Senhora de Carmen.  I’d narrowly missed opening time- 11.30-1.30 on Sundays, but if I’m ever around on 16th July, I might get to see Our Lady carried to the estuary.

After all that walking, you wouldn’t begrudge a little something sweet, would you?  And packed full of healthy fruit!

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Spoilt for choice again this week!  There’s a bumper bundle of walks- please do visit as many as you can.  And feel free to join me here on Jo’s Monday walk with one of your own.  I’ll try and make you welcome.

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Debs didn’t have enough energy to haul us right up the hill.  I would never suggest she should eat more cake!

Burials in Old Calton Cemetery

Janet seems to be feeling a touch prickly :

Monday walk…This yard looks sharp!

Not an easy one to spell, but this looks like a beautiful place, Natalie!

Day Trip to Chichicastenango

Fishy stories with Jackie  🙂

Noche El Pescador

If I was looking for an idyllic place to live, I could well be tempted by Alice :

Wilson Village

I seem to be traveling backwards with Carol!

Welcome to 1867

And Geoff revives some of my memories, as well as his own :

Walking With The Wind At My Back : Part Four

I normally expect Karen to take me walking in Australia, but this one fooled me!

Stratford Walk 1: the lake

Gunta takes us down among the Redwoods- a stunning sequence!

A walk among giants

Irene assures me that the deer and squirrels are coping well :

Left Behind in the Snow

But I couldn’t stop shivering when I read this one!  🙂

Place – Walking the Flip Side

Glad to see things are improving down Lisa’s way!

Walking in Blue Skies in February

And Margaret has completely shrugged off the snow, and found a robin :

A winter walk: footprints, snowy sheep- and just one robin

While Sandra had me peering out of the window in delight!

#Snow Days #Saturday Snapshot & Monday Walk

No such problems in ‘la belle France’, with Tobias :

Chateau La Coste

I love the rugged tree roots in this one!  Come and paddle with Amanda!

Monday walk – Boreen Point Foreshore

I’m really lucky this week, because Becky has completed the other half of my Furnazhinas walk for me.  Thanks, darlin  🙂

A glorious walk through Geologic Time

And Cathy is sharing more of her Camino experience.  Another one not to miss, but do beware of the bulls!

(Camino: day 5) a rest day in Pamplona

That’s it for another week.  Hope it’s a good one!  Take care of yourselves, and I’ll see you next time.  No Spain, but maybe chocolate?

128 comments

    1. Thanks for striding out with me, Elaine 🙂 🙂 Anything that gets people together and feeling good has to be alright, doesn’t it? We have t’ai chi for all in the park in Tavira on Saturdays too. At no cost, thanks to a very lovely man. 🙂 🙂

  1. Such a lovely and sunny walk. More your style than mine, of course! That Isla Canela marina looks a bit tempting with all that sparkly blue water, but have to agree it doesn’t appear to have “heart” even judging by your lovely photo of the place.

    1. I made the discovery, all those years ago, that looking for a home is very different from looking for a place to admire boats, Gunta. 🙂 🙂 I always wanted to combine the two and live on a houseboat. Think of the flexibility that would give me! But my husband wasn’t convinced 😦

  2. It has been a long time Jo. Hope you are well and things have gotten to a more normal pace. This is just a beautiful place seen through your lens – thank goodness for walks like this.

    1. We’re fine, but life seems to go faster rather than slower, Mary! Just recuperating after a walk in the hills and waiting for a furniture delivery. Hope life is treating you well? 🌝🍰🍹🍨💕

      1. Thanks Jo. Things have gotten more into a routine, but all is going well for my mother. The disease continues to take its toll, but she still remembers me – always a good day when we Skype. Thanks for asking my friend .

  3. The abundance of Bridal Broom is just gorgeous! What a great opportunity to walk with others and enjoy the beauty of the area. And a little sweet is always the perfect punctuation to a day! 🙂 You earned it with all that walking.

    1. Do you have it in California, Debbie? I’ve only seen it in this part of the world. At ‘home’ broom is always yellow, sometimes tinged with red, and much bushier. This is just like a bride’s frothy veil 🙂 🙂

  4. Beautiful views there! I absolutely loved those blue skies and clear waters. The picture of the marina and the chapel are stunning. Walking is my favourite activity and it’s nice to have well marked trails to follow. Thank you for showing me pictures of the other side of the world we live in. xoxox

    1. When does something grow into a compulsion? I used to take the odd ‘snap’. Now I’m seem to see everything in terms of a photo. 🙂 🙂 Nothing I like more than being out there in my beautiful world, and being able to share it, so thank you! 🙂

  5. Jo, you have such a beautiful way with words. I love how you’ve described the movement of the river. Bridal Broom is an introduced species here but we have a native one too which is yellow. I suppose it was named Broom because it looks similar.

  6. Looks a lovely walk and your photographs proves it. Even the sweet treat at the end looks good. I love broom and insist on growing some in my mniscule garden (since I downsized to the flat) but I love the smell and its way of moving in the breeze. I’ve got the red and yellow, but no white.

    1. I expect I could take cuttings, Mari, but I have no idea how I’d get it to you. 😦 That was Mick’s pancake. I just looked on 🙂 🙂 It’s a very flat landscape so very easy walking.

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