
Hello handsome! Where have you ‘bin’?
Sorry! Couldn’t help myself when I saw these two. Don’t have my Christmas head on yet, but Debbie does. Happy Six word Saturday!


Sorry! Couldn’t help myself when I saw these two. Don’t have my Christmas head on yet, but Debbie does. Happy Six word Saturday!

Follow the N270 inland from Tavira and you come to an area of gentle undulations. After Santa Catarina, look for a sign saying Mesquita, off to your left. Park close by the restaurant Lagar da Mesquita, and you find yourself in a fairly easy walking environment, with a number of enticements. I’m not talking cake just yet, so don’t go getting your hopes up.
Relatively easy to miss in the long grass, the Monte Negro well is a solid structure, of unknown origin but believed to be several centuries old. On a blue sky day with crisp shadows, bright blooms nod and a dog barks at us, but still wags his tail.
A gentle incline takes you up the Ribeira do Bengado valley to a trig point blessed with two windmills. Neither seem to be functional right now.
In the distance, the faintest shimmer of ocean glints in the sunlight. Down in the valley, we walk beneath trailing branches, on a carpet of leaves and fallen acorns from the many oaks. A cross stands, all alone, on a rough hewn wall.
The path emerges beside a cottage rich in bougainvillea. Another dog inspects us, through closed gates, and decides we’re harmless.
Soon we come to the natural Fonte and a bit of fun. Vigorous scrubbing demonstrates how it might have been done, ‘back in the day’, while a few turns of the handle easily produces water from the well. Wash day in the sun!
Grapefruit dangle temptingly over a fence, and it’s time for the luxury of a coffee stop.
We’re on our way to the last of the features of this walk- the Geoponto, and the beautiful ornamental rock known as limestone breach. Going far back in time, much of the Algarve was beneath the ocean. Remnants of coral and fossilised animals from that era can still be found in the limestone, quartz and feldspar which make up the local geology.
A fascinating prospect, isn’t it? The rock is now used in the building industry, and for decoration. Across the fields the trail leads back to the road. An empty rill passes another water wheel and soon the crossroads signed Lagar da Mesquita appear.
I hope you enjoyed our walk today. Even if you only came for the cake.

Time to share a few more walks. Many thanks to my contributors and all of you who’re happy to walk along with us. Join me next time here on Jo’s Monday walk. And maybe bring a walk of your own?
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I do like quirky, don’t you? An odd little piece of Cornwall, on Jude’s doorstep :
Just let it happen, with Drake. It could lead anywhere :
I know somebody who loves apple pie, Alice. Especially with custard!
Historic Town Famous for Apple Pie
Speaking of which, let’s see what Jackie’s got this week :
Natalie’s staying indoors, but surrounded by beautiful flowers :
7 Tidbits about Chrysanthemums
Janet’s indoors too but her interests are rather different :
While Mama Cormier shows us around her neighbourhood :
And for those of you who like snow with your spectacular scenery :
Or you can carry on the Camino, with Cathy :
(Camino day 45) Melide to Arzúa
It’s December and I’m sure a lot of you are leading busy lives. Please don’t stress too much! It won’t make Christmas any better.

If you saw the dazzling blue of last week’s Six Word Saturday you’ll know what I mean.

I loved capturing the swirling mists and contorted shapes, but gradually it cleared to blue. I thought of Cathy and her Photography Invitation but I never forget Six Word Saturday. Start counting down with Debbie? Happy Saturday!


Normally the town ferry to Tavira Island stops in late September. This year it has continued, with a stop off at Quatro Aguas, replacing the smaller ferry from there. A winter’s day, with water like a millpond. Since these were taken on Wednesday, we’ve had 2 rainy days, but it’s back to blue this morning. I can happily waste my time here, Debbie. Happy Saturday!


The Palace at Estoi– now a hotel. Beautiful, isn’t it? This week has been a mad whirl, during which I have met 2 very lovely blogging ladies (you know who you are 🙂 🙂 ) in 2 different countries. More to follow. Meanwhile Debbie is tempting me to reveal my age. Go and play Six Words with her. You know you want to! And have a happy weekend. I’m off to party!

I’ve been acting tour guide for the past couple of weeks, so not a lot of time for serious walking, and it’s been too hot. Still, I’d hate you to think I’m taking it easy. The first of our Striders walks kicked off the season with a good stiff uphill, above the River Guadiana, to get the lungs working. There was much puffing, panting and grumbling, but it was great to be back in this glorious scenery. Catching up on the lives of our walking friends took some of the pain away, and soon we were looking back down again.
You’ll notice how dry it all looks. It’s been a long summer and the reservoirs are low. Almost every year the Algarve faces this problem and somehow the plants survive to burst forth in another glorious Spring.
There’s often a reward at the top of a hill, and so it was with this one. I’m told it’s the oldest intact windmill in the Algarve. I peered at it from every angle, even venturing cautiously inside this photographer’s dream.
I speculated on how it must have been on this hilltop the day the wind took the roof off, half expecting to see the witch’s red shoes peeping out from under the vivid rust.
There’s a pathos to the abandoned houses in these hills, wells and bread ovens on standby for better days. Here and there a hint at occupancy, washing on the line and pomegranates ripe for picking. Urns with a sense of humour.
A blaze of parched colour fills my vision, and then a gentle descent to the river. No time to stop for food today. Tour guide duties beckon.
But we do snatch a swift drink, with a lovely couple who are seldom far from an icecream.

I hope you enjoyed our company this week. I’m going to take a week off walking duties as my lovely daughter arrives soon and I need to give her full attention. I’ll be back with a Jo’s Monday walk on 28th October. Meanwhile I have some great shares for you.
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I love a lass who doesn’t let the weather put her off. Thanks, Anabel!
Cowden Japanese Garden and Castle Campbell
You can count on having fun with Debbie :
And funnily enough, Lady Lee was there this week too!
While Eunice is in Limerick, and what a lovely place it looks!
But I’m afraid Drake has me wanting to escape!
Some great street art, doors, windows, and food- of course! It’s Jackie!
How closely do you look at your surrounds? Meg doesn’t miss a detail :
And Suzanne is always aware of the beauty that surrounds her :
Hiking in Porcupine Gorge National Park
Let’s end with Cathy, smiling in the rain :
(Camino day 38) Cacabelos to Trabadelo
Bye for now! Take care till the next time.

I love sitting on my roof terrace looking out to sea, especially in the evening. Just occasionally the clouds gather. Debbie might be on a roof too, this week. Join her with Six Words? Have a great weekend!


With the long summer evenings there was plenty of time to watch the fun develop. Tavira Day 2019 was a huge success!
The display of fireworks was spectacular! And Rui Veloso held the crowd in the palm of his hands as they crooned along with him. Debbie is celebrating Summer too, over at Six Word Saturday. Why not join her? And have a great weekend!


The salt pans in summer fascinate. I will mostly be posting Azores in the coming weeks, but I can’t ignore the crystalline beauty on my doorstep.
It’s party time here in the Algarve. On Monday, 24th June, it will be Tavira Day and a celebration of Sáo Joáo. There are paper flowers everywhere, and music and fireworks will fill the air. I’ll be joining in, of course. Have a great weekend! But don’t forget to play with words at Debbie’s!


An emotional day in Loulé, last Sunday, celebrating the festival of Mae Soberana.
For 15 years I’ve wanted to be a part of this ceremony. The captions tell part of the story, but it’s a memory I hope will stay with me forever.
Impossible to share in Six Words, but I tried. Viva Mãe Soberana! Wishing you all a peaceful weekend.

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