The last few days have been delightful.
Early morning mist rises off the river
We have spent the time meandering up the river along the border between
Spain and Portugal.
The weather has been fantastic and the scenery a picture of the rural
Bird life wonderful; saw egrets, grey herons, storks, kingfisher, ringed
plover and possible azure winged magpies as well as three times as many species
we couldn’t identify.
Anchored in still waters with fab views.
Pete in the town square on the Portuguese side
Last night we anchored between two towns. Each had church bells
competing. And castles facing each other where canons could fire across the
river. Now just church bells compete. Two each hour from each side, very
approximately on the hour. But Spanish and Portuguese time is an hour different
..... Think Portugal won by adding little tune to one of it’s chimes at 12 and
Looking across the river to the Spanish
Looking at the boat from the castle turrets
Towns quaint and go back several centuries with unmade roads and tiny steep
narrow streets between whitewashed higgledy piggledy houses. Goats, hens and
pigs mixed with groves of olives, oranges and pomegranates.
The air smells of pine, eucalyptus and aniseed.