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
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