64.16 Portugal: Geres: A Taste of Autumn on one of the legs of the PR7 trail...only an introduction.

A House on the Hill. We left from the 'colored' tree level, headed down to cross the lake and up to the mountain peak on the other side.
These are trees (above) we have viewed from many positions, mostly mountains and valleys, while observing their beautiful progress into dormancy. On this occasion, a tired Jenni (and Jeffrey) return to the packed carpark. By the way, trails are mostly deserted. (The mountain behind is where the 'peak swing' is situate, a double visit for us. Jen loves swings apparently.
Jenni smiled when I looked at this scene and exclaimed, "I think I'm in Heaven." I feel I was. She reminded me we are due to move from the region soon, which returned me to Earth quickly.
There's a lot to love in this scene but I'll mention only that the shade of green and pine needles of the trees are particularly striking for one of us.
A different view of Lake Canicada, one of the small 'legs tucked away'.
It's looking like a pretty green autumn.
On our way up, we admire the Sao Bento Church complex with an hotel at rear. There are those trees again. 

Cheers, 

Jenni and Jeffrey

64.15 Portugal: Geres: A little color, some water, a time of reflection and much sweat and joy in Wonderland.

Heading to a peak on PR7 from the opposite direction of a previous hiking occasion.
On a corner of Lake Canicada, the living is uplifting should one choose to make the effort.
The day before, we sat on the left side of the peak. The sitting is proving to be easy.
Availability on the other side of the water or should that be clouds?
We reach the first peak and think of soliciting a ride back down. Unfortunately, we don't speak Portuguese, so it was futile to make an offer to the horses.
We've tended to cross the bridge when we come to it.
No wonder Jen has her head in the clouds, it's that remarkable a location. On return from a second, but different route to the 'swing' on the peak.
Will never absorb what this scene and the surround has to offer each day. It's a particularly dynamic place which allows views from so many different locations.

Right foot in Spain, left side in Portugal, but where's the brain? Another of life's mysteries.
Cheers, 

Jenni and Jeffrey