Jo’s Monday walk : Peaceful Pecháo

It all started with a restaurant.  Some friends, who come to the Algarve a couple of times a year, particularly like to find new places to eat.  And so it became a Thursday habit for a small group of us to meet for lunch.  One such outing took us to Pecháo, a small village in the neighbourhood of Olháo.  Fully sated from a lovely meal, I thought I might take a look at the village church.  I was in luck, for it was open, and I slipped inside to look.

A couple were praying devoutly so I did not linger, but outside the church I stopped to read a notice board.  Apparently a chapel has existed on this site since 1482, and the current Igreja de Sáo Bartolomeu probably dates from the 18th century.  Close by the church the small ossuary, or bone chapel, took me by surprise.  Reading that there was a ‘route of churches’, we decided to return for a walk one day.

And so, a couple of weeks later, I found myself and partner in crime back in Largo da Igreja, examining our surrounds more closely.  Always one for the details, he had researched the walks, produced a map and decided which of three routes we should follow.  PR5OLH, at 7.5km, was a level, easy walk, which suited because I was succumbing to a virus and not at my best, but not willing to stay at home on such a beautiful day.

The walk wound through the back streets of the village, past a series of ageing gardens.  I was highly amused to find, at a convenient crossroads, a similarly aged chair beside a bench, and a waiting orange.  (On our return, three elderly gentlemen sat side by side, orange presumably shared).

Leaving the village we crossed the Ribeira de Bela Mandil, where water must once have flowed.  A path led alongside the dry stream, to the Nora de Viriato, an impressively solid-looking well.  Bright Crocosmia blazed beside a wearying olive tree.

We made a circuit of lanes and tracks, passing immense polytunnels (papaya?) and a few beautiful villas, meanwhile attracting a number of unfriendly canines, some of whom wag their tails.  I never know if this is a good sign, or not.  Pretty pink cistus winked at us, blossom trees leaning into the breeze one last time.  Confident of not getting the shot, I trailed a butterfly across a patch of Bermuda Buttercups.  Outwitted every time.

Soon we were in sight of the village.  The water tower, and cemetery- uncomfortably close neighbours, and yet they seem a natural fit.

But I know from long experience that your interest lies elsewhere.  I should tell you that the lovely place we ate was called Gunther’s– not a typical village restaurant, but I can highly recommend it.  No more Thursday luncheons for the time being, as our friends return to the UK this week.

Thank you for your patience.  I can tell you that I am now fully recovered and that I will be walking with you again next week.  After that I propose a short break while I get my thoughts in order.  So, if you have a walk that you’re longing to share, please do it this week.  You know the formula here on Jo’s Monday walk.  And I’ll try to make you welcome.

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101 comments

  1. Wonderful. A dog wagging his tail while still barking means: “I know that I must protect my territory but I’m actually really cool and would consider letting you pet me if you go about it the right way.” 😀

  2. Thinking of you, reading your posts, just little time on line… Hope all’s fine over there and in your surrounding area… (I loved this post, and those desserts are always ‘death’ to my willpower to stay away from sweets!)

    1. Thanks, Lisa 🙂 🙂 I haven’t spent much time on line either. I had planned a blogging break, but in our current situation I feel I need to be ‘out there’ offering support and cheering people up. For the moment we are fine but schools and social events are closed, and some restaurants, prevention being better than cure. Stay safe, darlin!

  3. Hi Jo, We visited the Algarve about ten years ago and loved the area. I can appreciate how there are many beautiful churches. Funny about the orange, the chair and the gentlemen. It sets the tone on how comfortable, safe and peaceful life is hopefully for everyone. Very beautiful and interesting post.🙂Erica

  4. I know I’ve been missing lately but whenever I do pop by to come for a wander with you, I’m never disappointed. Especially in the cake. Mmmm….cake. I’m sorry you’ve not been well and that you’ll be stepping away from the blog but totally understand (obviously, given my frequent absences). Ironically, I’d finally actually thought about contributing a Monday walk (well, run actually). No accounting for perfect timing. That’s what I get for procrastinating. It’s one of my very special skills. 😀 Fill your days with the stuff of life, Jo. I know you will. 🙂

    1. There actually is a last walk up this morning, Heather so you’re not too late to miss the show. Nobody prevaricates better than me… well, perhaps my son. I never knew it was a gene thing 🙂 🙂 I will be back but just now I don’t want a timetable. Sending hugs, and cake, in your direction.

      1. Oh good. Because I’ve just written it. Need to just pop some photos in and it will be up in a jiffy. 🙂
        Yes, just blogging when you feel like it is much more enjoyable than the pressure of a timetable. I’ll look forward to seeing you whenever you pop up.

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