A conundrum to start with: why is there no feminine equivalent of the word “triumvirate”? This thought crossed the mind of this week’s blogger during the walk as he followed behind three redoubtable trans-Algarve veteran ladies whose very audible conversation disclosed such intimate personal detail as to make the tips of his ears burn. But more of the Group of Three later. Let’s cut to the chase.
We were welcomed to Cafe O Carlos as usual by the friendly grin of the Boar’s Head ( no Spoonerisms, please, Paul) and, after the usual preliminaries, set off in close convoy-or at least most of us did- to Monte Velho for the Starters photo.
Leader: Rod:
Followers: Ian W., Yves, Terry M., Paul & Myriam, Lindsey, Chris, Dina, Tina, Ingrid, Alex,John O’, Hilke, Hazel & John H.
Dogs: Misty. and Maddie (flying Ian S’s flag.)
The Stats: (courtesy:Paul)
Total Distance: 25.6 km
Moving Time: 5 hrs 18 min
Total Time: 6hrs 47 min.
Moving Avg.: 4.8 km/hr
Overall Avg. 3.8 km/hr
Total Ascent: 958 m.
Max Elevation: 405 m.
Walking sticks : 21. (walking sticks!! )
The Track
And now… The Leader’s Report:
“ Gathered at Cafe Carlos, Alferce for a short drive to the Monte Velho turning, (once the French contingent caught up with us!)Cloud with sun to start, gradually turning full cloud with light rain shortly after we finished. This was designed and pre-warned as a warm up for the RTC and so it proved!
“All down hill to start with as we gradually descended the western side of the Monchique River valley, but with a good view of the challenge to come across the other side.
(Maddie was full of energy but she kept going back and looking for someone who wasn’t there; Myriam excelled in encouraging her to keep going. What exactly is in those titbits?)
Yves demonstrates his technique to the Group of Three
“We reached the river with no more ado other than a temporarily lost stick ( Oh, Hazel, how could you?). “ Here we were faced with the first river crossing. This was hardly a challenge as the water was only about 2cm deep but half the group made such a fuss about not getting their feet wet that we wasted about 15 minutes placing stepping stones and constructing a wooden bridge....suppose the prolonged drought had caused a bout of hydrophobia ! (but Yves is very proud of his bridge-building techniques.)
“From there we were faced with a long climb of well over 300 m right up to the Montinhos trig point. The last bit was quite steep up a recently bulldozed fire cut....all enough for the flu stricken Ian W who wisely thought it better to head to the road and a relatively easy return.
Ingrid wishes Ian “Bon voyage.”
“The descent to the Odelouca valley started off quite steeply down recently bulldozed trails and then joined an easy track heading gradually down the valley. It was so easy that our leader thought it necessary to throw in a bit of sterner stuff and a short cut track downwards became steeper and steeper. The final 45º slope was viewed with considerable apprehension but the sight of a truck at the bottom, involved in dam clearance work, to carry the possible wounded, encouraged everyone to have a go! In the event everyone ended up, or rather down, in one piece.
“The bottom of the valley where it joined the Odelouca was a sad scene of desolation. What was once a beautiful stretch of the river was now stripped of trees and shrubs, with heavy forestry trucks moving tree trunks and branches belching diesel fumes...all in the cause of improving water resources! Once clear of these monsters we stopped for lunch at what would once have been a leafy glade beside the river but was now simply another barren bend in the track.
“ Shortly after that we arrived at Foz de Carvalho, site of the quinta whose generous owner once plied weary wanderers with wine. Sadly no longer; he has collected his compensation and disappeared off to civilisation, and his house was on the point of final destruction awaiting the final inundation.
"There was only one way to go from there and that was up.....a long unbroken slog of over 300m back up to the ridge. This was a single climb well over anything to be faced on the RTC so really should have got everyone in trim.......some more in trim than others for by the top the group was strung out over half a kilometre!
“Once at the top Myriam called up the luckless Ian S, still supine under traction at the Barlavento Hospital, to let him know what he had missed.....and that she hadn’t lost Maddy!.... and off we went down once again....and down and down. Our leader, thinking we still needed some adventure tried another new path which probably to everyone’s relief, and his, came out at the ford where he expected (or so he said! ) And so we were faced with another river crossing; this time everyone was too weary to try any imaginative crossing techniques and simply waded through the 2 cm’s of water before facing the final 300m. climb back to the cars. This really was pretty testing stuff and meant that we had climbed a total of all but 1.000 m for the day as well as covering around 25 kms. Sterling stuff indeed by everyone and a well earned drink back at Cafe Carlos just as the rain started coming down !”
Yves admires…….. Lindsey’s avocados.
During our stroll, we had also come across WineMine’s field force busy sampling and harvesting the 2009 medronho vintage.
Hilke found out that the berries are picked while still amarelo so as to keep them firm until distillations starts.
From the Archives
Rod’s nostalgia for the now-lost charms of the Odelouca valley and its wines can maybe be better understood from these “before and after” pictures.
The beautiful stretch of river, then…
and now….
The quinta at Foz de Carvalho then…..
and now….
Yves' bridge
The last but final word has to rest with one of the Group of Three:
“Since I became a WW, I can’t do it inside anymore: I have to be out in the open.”
“The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Is left this vault to brag of."
(Shakespeare: Macbeth.)
CB’s Comment:
The DCB was under pressure this week, since I abdicated responsibility on the grounds of having demanding guests arriving on Thursday, and support and visiting duties to Ian S. who had been hospitalised on Sunday night after a domestic tumble, resulting in a fractured hip. (some people will do anything to get out of walking Round The Corner!!).
He not only had new techniques to master (Windows Live and a new Blogger Editor) but also the Leader and Report Writer had to contend with St Andrew’s Ball and the threat of a Scottish XV defeat by the Argies that was imminent, and he was not demonstrating his usual alacrity with the report submission.!
However, as expected he rose to the challenge and produced the visual and literary spectacle that is the above Blog, complete with video and rather odd-sized photos, but failed to mention another milestone in AWW History. That is, that this was the first walk since the D. of D. system came into being, to be awarded the coveted 5-Star rating.
I am sure you all remember the criteria for a 5* Walk:- 25 km. or more; new ‘paths’ to be pioneered; secondary jungle; severe updulations where breath has to be caught on the way up; butt-clenching descents; total climb – more than expected!
Well Rod certainly delivered on that, and it was one of those walks which improved immensely when we had finished! Good training for those that are doing the RTC, and despite the odd winge I heard, it improved the confidence, fitness and even beauty of those that have declined to walk with us Round The Corner!
To finish, a motivational quote for Ian S.:-
“When life knocks you down, try to land on your back. Because if you can look up, you can get up. Let your reason get you back up.” Brown, Les