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Portugal, Adventure #26, Page 5
Day 3, Pedal to Vila Nova de Foz Côa via N222 and many Interesting Villages
Above Left: Terry spots another gem of a picture. Red Douro Grapes with early turning leaves.
Above Right: Casa dos Leos.
Above Right: A distant village seen trough an Agabe plant. Not many grapes now.
Above Right: Another bus shelter. It's bomb proof.
Above Right: I know that it is sophomoric, but still. It is actually another agricultural zone of demarcation.
Above Right: We're at the same spot, off the road. Terry has cooled down and is cold; she needs to stand in the sun. This is as cool as it ever gets.
Above Right: We're at a tight turn in a three way intersection on hill side - It's dangerous for fast moving cars. The mirror helps drivers see other vehicles in the otherwise blind spots. For us, this makes for an interesting opportunity. See if you can see the 'Bee' (name of our bike). The greenish town crest (tile on a local water trough) on the left side of the mirror is the very next picture.
Above Left: We recognize Olives on the right side and Grapes in the middle. We try to intuit that the plant on the left is almond related, but it is more like Lavender. We never discover the answer. Anyone know? See the spigot?
Above Right: Here is a (fruit) tree grove with mixed Almond Trees and Olive Trees.
Above Right: Another one of those old fortresses. on a hill top. We never see the Douro River, but I bet that it can be seen on that hill top. This is as far north as we go today, now we will slowly head back (south) towards N222 and eventually enter into a very fertile valley.
Above Right: Restaurante Quinta. I don't know the name of the village but it's at the intersection of N222 and the road that heads north to the village of Numão. This was just another roadside stop, until Dennis went to the bathroom, but I'm getting ahead of myself. This is a first class Restaurante.
Above Right: A happy camper (Terry).
Above Right: That's the same vine growing out the outside of the Restaurante. The proprietor was already waiting for me; he was thoroughly enjoying himself and watching my surprise as I was explaining all of this to Terry. More >>
The following is what we think that the proprietor is stating:
The vine that comes out of the Men's Room is a Branco (White) Grape Vine. There are already other Rosa (Red) Vines growing beside the parking lot. They use and allow the grape vines to grow through a latticed overhead cover in the parking lot as shade [see three image rows previous], also the lattice is visible in the above images. Somehow, the White Vine graphed itself onto a Red Vine (or visa versa) and the result produced a grape bunch that has mixed Red and White grapes.Fact: Dark Red, Black, and Blue Grapes are all considered to be in the Red Grape Family
(for viticulture purposes).
Above Right: Sometimes a scene just says 'Take my Picture'.
Above Right: This is our place of stay, an Agriturismo called Quinta Chão d'Ordem. The owners are many generations of family that go back to Knights Templar or Knights of Christ. This establishment used to be a way station for traveling Knights. There are ancient documents posted on the wall.
For the record, Dennis has showered and is wearing the next day's clothes for dinner tonight. Dennis is about to relocate the bike for weather protection.
Above Right: Terry is joined by o gato in a brief break beside the dorm and pool. Terry's lap holds the pillow which holds the cat and Dennis' boot finds a way into the picture.
Day 4, Round Trip through Marça, Mós, and Pocinho
Above Right: Well, we just climbed straight up about 5K. At the 'Y' intersection at the top of the hill we either turn left (west) for Pesqueira (where we came from yesterday), or we turn right (north) for Marça, Mós, and Pocinho. This sign is pretty much our itinerary today.
Above Right: Collection point with mixed sized grape containers.
Above Right: Our Good Turn for the day. See the spilled buckets at the end of the road. It is obvious that they fell off a truck on the curve. We collected them and set them at the road side. De nada.
Above Right: Downhill Miradouro.
Above Right: Marça.
Above Right: A harvest worker is delivering grape buckets to a hillside that is too narrow for a vehicle. We are entering Mós. The village has speakers playing a kind of Portuguese Hip Hop.
Above Right: We cleared the hill top and we're ready for a snack break.
Above Right: A pastoral tile picture on the side of a casa in Santo Amaro.
Above Right: We were 'Riding through the Centuries', what they call Olive Trees that are over 100 years old. Pretty neat, huh?
Above Right: The Estação Ferroviária (Railroad Station) of Pocinho.
Above Right: In case the reader ever wondered, this is where municipal street signs go to die (just entering Foz Côa).
Best Story (Children): Within Foz Côa, while pedaling downtown on a cobblestone road; we passed by a school yard of pre-schoolers. Dennis was negotiating the cobbles so Terry saw this incident all the way through. Terry looked out and saw a Teacher pointing toward us. Some kids turned to look. Terry waved and said Olá loudly and those kids simultaneously yelled Olá and started running to the fence, waving. Then, all of the other kids in the school yard (maybe 60 in total) turned to join in. Very quickly, all the kids were hanging over a short stone wall or standing at a chain-link fence yelling Olá, Olá, Olá. We waved back and they cheered. It must have been quite a sight to see two Americano's (anyone) on a Tandem Bicycle pedaling through the town.
Above Right: A Clinic for Miserable Conditions.