71.13 Portugal: Geres: PR7: A Second visit to the Swing above Sao Bento: Another privilege.

  I feel so humbled when looking at these photographs (most others, too), particularly from the mountain peak, where the views were even more humbling. When one is immersed, or looking from above and absorbing the privilege of enjoying these sights, views that are available to anyone willing to strive and stretch a little, one feels so insignificant in the scheme of the world. The elation we feel, derived often, makes us feel spoiled. The more it occurs, the more we accept our insignificance, in fact, as the norm and with joy. 

  It did not take long to accept these roles gladly once the beauty and privilege poured over us. It also did not take long to welcome a minor role while soaking in the gratuitous rewards on offer. 

  It was when we understood that we give so little and receive so much that it all made much sense although almost a one-sided treat, or bargain or that we were in fact, taking advantage. We are grateful. 

  Let's take a look at some of the sights that are/were so meaningful. This was a second approach to the swing above Sao Bento. However, other than the time on the swing and around it, there was no common ground. Our approach was from the opposite side as well as not in a forest but through a village at commencement and thereafter, in the open. One other point: This part of the lake is separate (almost hexagonal in shape with mountains separating parts of it) from the many other views of Lake Canicada displayed thus far although joined somewhere near the bridges. Superb. 

We are probably the closest we've been to the right side of the bridge...well, there isn't a right or wrong side unless, we suppose, one has toppled into the water. 
This is multi-faceted parts of Lake Canicada which is stunning. It seems to extend in at least 6 directions.
The view that drives us wild. We are over more than usual to the right allowing us to see the bridges which appear perpendicular in relation to each other.
Jen crests the peak...it never is less than thrilling no matter how many times one achieves it.
At the first peak, Jen takes her place on the swing with an excellent view.
Meantime, her spouse enters into a face-off. Who will give in first? Can you guess?
Jen takes a hike not wishing to see the result of the clash looming above.
She heads higher into the mountains to absorb height, color and calm.
"Hey, Jen, wait up! Hang on. If you wait, I'll let you ride with me on Tonto."
"Too late, Girl. 'I've left on a jet-plane, don't know when I'll be back again' but I did leave Tonto for you to ride down. Also, be thankful should you not have heard my voice handling those lyrics."
A change in light, a changed perspective. Notice the bridge as seen from afar which displayed magnificent reflections a couple of weeks before.
Across the lake is a scene from an earlier hike which is opposite Sao Bento Church. Hike 71.08
Follows a bend on the way down and views Lake Canicada in the distance.
Like to keep an eye on the car, a 'telephoto-eye'. There it sits, well parked to the right, in sight as we ascend.
Contrasting the beautiful shades of blue are the equal coloring in greens.
Cheers, 

Jenni and Jeffrey

While you were scrolling through earlier, Jen continued to grind higher. 

Jen sends me to explore what's behind this fascinating group of boulders.
My appreciation to Jen for her photograph of me climbing/exploring on the rocks. She explained that she had managed to capture some of my 'finest' facial features as I prepared for a somewhat tricky maneuver. She went onto explain that it's not always what a person sees that is so attractive but rather what is perceived. She mentioned that this photograph encompasses that concept and so much more. Truth be told, while this might all be way above my ken, I'm so excited she captured the best of my facial features. Thanks, Jen. 

As an aside, I found the positioning of the sunglasses also very stylish, if I may add, although I say myself, Benny Boy.