No Lucy, you are too small to come on a proper hike.
We've reached the mountains after a long blast over the tracks.
Dog and master in perfect harmony.
Spring is coming, finally.
Baby pine cone.
Mature pine cone.
Delphi loves a hike.
Tracks are now dry enough to get the logging trucks in and out.
And the skies are blue again.
River levels are still abnormally high - trail riding can get a bit scary.
Ruined house in the valley. It must have been hard to scratch a living here.
Climbing back out of the valley.
And back to the car. About 20KM round.
Car dropped off, bike picked up, time for a late lunch.
Cheese and ham toastie, jug of wine.
Down to Marinha beach for a bit of shooting. Rocks with fill in flash.
A friend of mine has a bar in Loule, with live music on a Saturday.
Shady locals mix with tourists and expats.
The view from behind the bar at closing time.
And there you go. Quite fun to do. You try it...