Life's a Stitch

A few more thoughts about our epic second day. 

Trail marking was not great, especially when there were crossroads of trails. Three times, in the absence of markers, we were lucky to be joined by other hikers with more knowledge of the way. This marker expressed our feelings of the coming narrow track close to the cliff’s edge. You must leave any fear of heights at home. I have no photo as I wasn’t going to stop and look down.

Besides the cliff and dune trails, there were stretches of tree tunnels that gave us relief from the sun and the sand flies. 

We also encountered several streams requiring careful stepping or jumping to negotiate.

A piece of non-hiking advice: don’t assume the house wine means the least expensive. In our case last night it was the most expensive, ending up at e23 for the bottle. That’s high for Portugal.

I forgot to post a photo of our room for two nights in Odeceixe, the SulSeixe Guest House. A warm host, a meticulously clean room, church bells on the half hour and welcome drinks added to the charm.

You may have noticed two posts per day recently. So grateful for WordPress and the ease of blogging as opposed to Typepad that couldn’t get ahead of its technical difficulties, which probably had something to do with their demise.