Posda Santa Maria La Real
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To Potes we will go!
When I asked if it snowed in San Vicente, I am always told that if I want to see snow I need to go to Potes. Potes has been described to me as one of the most beautiful towns in Spain as well as one of the coldest in Cantabria. Savannah and I were toying with even going this weekend because the weather was so bad, but we decided to go anyway to check it out for the next time. Potes is the gateway to "Picos de Europa" which ...
Varandas floridas de Potes
Cidadezinha engraçada com muitas varandas floridas e muitas cidrerias! Graças à forma como servem a sidra que metade vai para o chão, todas as cidadezinhas daquela zona cheiram constantemente a cidra!
Trocamos para a roupa de verão e procuramos o nosso lugar ao sol ao pé do rio para almoçarmos.
Demos a volta à vila e o calor estava mesmo a puxar para a primeira experiência gastronómica: a famosa cidra. Bem ...
The other side
... We stopped for a photo of cows grazing the summer pasture . They had thir bells on just like Switzerland . Then back down the other side . At 1200 was a tourist town ,time for a expresso . We bumped into an English couple we had seen as we travelled and they joined us for lunch . After lunch we continued to Canges de ones .if the ride to Fuente de picos was fab .there are no words for me to use . Others , more versed in the English language probably have ...
Walking in the Picos de Europa
Swim( with regulation swimhats on) and relax at a well layed out , busyish but good site.
Then next day an early start up the Funte de cable car- surprisingly chilly up top and then a great walk through stunning scenery back down to the bottom. 4 hours with a couple of stops. Much better than attempting to walk up!, past some weary people coming uphill.
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Los Picos de Europa
... but that's completely besides the point. Anyway, we made our way towards Potes and Los Picos de Europa riding in a purple bus. As we got into the mountains, my ears began to pop quite a bit. I continually stared out the window, cranning my neck to catch sight of the seemingly never ending rocks shooting up toward the sky and the constantly flowing river that was shallow, but moved quite fast. We saw mountain goats climbing up the sides of straight up rocks as if it ...
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