Some things are difficult to resist...for certain types.
Jen walks around the Taborno Rock along a narrow edge with the Atlantic to the side and below.
A stunning view. The previous week, the hike took place at the lower level on the path visible from where we stand for this hike. A squiggly path, way below, the contrast of ocean and land, a rugged coastline demarcation, the unique coloring of water versus land-covering...don't get us started... (and please forgive us for pointing out the obvious). As hinted, there is something remarkable about this scene...maybe, you had to be there.
Less than 2 paces to the left would result in an unusual downward journey.
Much earlier in the day, we departed from the hamlet of Las Carboneras heading down into the deep canyon and then up again to the 'Rock'. Jen can be seen, head-and-shoulders, above the thick foliage.
Oh! He wants us to let you know he enjoyed standing up there like the village (hamlet) idiot. There's no accounting for individual tastes.
Life became quite exciting as we rounded the bend ahead.
Jen made her way up a 'little hill'.
Only to have to descend again at a tricky juncture with the Rock watching over her. Dare I say 'smiling'?
From height we attain a good view of the sea-stack, something that resonates with one of us.
That's the hamlet from which we began. We are standing close to Taborno Rock.
The local rule is drop-down only to rise up afterwards. The balance is perfect.
A similar position as shown earlier, but this time, illustrating the coast, ocean and sea-stacks.
Jen just visible in a different toned section.
Another tricky part as the fall-off to Jen's left is treacherous.
The furthest view of Taborno Rock on the hike...imagine attempting the hike without a trail.
Cheers,
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