We spot the Atlantic through the gap, not that it's a particularly small body of water.
The unique Taborno Roque with the morning sun lighting our route and destination.
Jen making her way down (just 'love' the extra climb) before ascending to the icon, early days or hour.
Periodically turning around to face the village and carpark (left) below...oops, watch the cacti.
Jen likes to keep her head down; she was once a golfer.
To be surrounded by such beauty and mystery constantly is perhaps liberating and soul raising, plus many more positive aspects. Should one wish to be unshackled from societies and 'civilization', living out here in the mountains comes close to reaching that ideal.
Another form of sheer beauty. One of us has a soft (drop) spot for these scenes.
We're on a roll; we spot the Atlantic again. It's probably not a good idea to be on a roll in this region.
Another view of the village and carpark. For anyone interested, we can try to use the telephoto lense to let you view our vehicle, too...you're welcome!
Still 30 minutes to reach Taborno Rock.
This is our third perspective of the sea-stacks. One of us is very fascinated with these scenes viewed from the various positions we've hiked.
This is not a time to take the eye off the path with those nasty pricks all around.
Well,...yep! Distinctive backdrop, healthy land coverage. Should you look closely, notice the village road in the mid-section of the photograph. We are never surprised, mostly impressed, where people put down roots as well as make routes.
We spotlight a new route which takes us through some incredibly lush places. Hopefully, the 'drought' will soon pass.
Opposite Taborno Roque, sits a brother rock. Rumor has it that on the night of a full moon, the wind is heard to make 'sounds of silence' echoing and whispering 'I am a 'garfunkel' roque'...Si mon!
The unique Taborno Roque with the morning sun lighting our route and destination.
Jen making her way down (just 'love' the extra climb) before ascending to the icon, early days or hour.
Periodically turning around to face the village and carpark (left) below...oops, watch the cacti.
Jen likes to keep her head down; she was once a golfer.
To be surrounded by such beauty and mystery constantly is perhaps liberating and soul raising, plus many more positive aspects. Should one wish to be unshackled from societies and 'civilization', living out here in the mountains comes close to reaching that ideal.
Another form of sheer beauty. One of us has a soft (drop) spot for these scenes.
We're on a roll; we spot the Atlantic again. It's probably not a good idea to be on a roll in this region.
Another view of the village and carpark. For anyone interested, we can try to use the telephoto lense to let you view our vehicle, too...you're welcome!
Still 30 minutes to reach Taborno Rock.
This is our third perspective of the sea-stacks. One of us is very fascinated with these scenes viewed from the various positions we've hiked.
This is not a time to take the eye off the path with those nasty pricks all around.
Well,...yep! Distinctive backdrop, healthy land coverage. Should you look closely, notice the village road in the mid-section of the photograph. We are never surprised, mostly impressed, where people put down roots as well as make routes.
We spotlight a new route which takes us through some incredibly lush places. Hopefully, the 'drought' will soon pass.
Opposite Taborno Roque, sits a brother rock. Rumor has it that on the night of a full moon, the wind is heard to make 'sounds of silence' echoing and whispering 'I am a 'garfunkel' roque'...Si mon!
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
Is that a two headed-bird, or is it with child, or perhaps, lovers or maybe just good friends?
2 comments:
The new route that took you through incredibly lush places provided me a flashback. It looks quite similar to when I first met you over a decade ago up at Eagle Creek in Oregon. You were sitting before the tunnel entrance that looked like the same picture, and Jeffrey was returning from a 2nd trip. And therein lies our joke where I insinuated he would probably call this a double hike, adding to the total number of hike-abouts :)
Thank you, Barry. I'll write directly. Will say that was a great day because--we met you. Tunnel Falls.
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