Before you photos from the trip to Madeira. One, perhaps the most vivid memories - a mountain walk through the mountain passes with Arieyro peak (1818 meters) to the peak Ruivo (1861 m). In total, we were about 11 kilometers (5 and 6 there back).
The island has hiking trails and genuine, but this - one of the toughest. The guides for experienced hikers predicted travel time of about 6 hours. Judging by the time Stump on the camera, it took us about 10. That, however, is not surprising, given that I was constantly stopped to stare and take pictures.
The route looks like this - the first one and a half kilometers - the descent from 1800 to the level of 900 meters, and then the fork - the opportunity to choose the route. According to the principle: go left - the horse will lose, go right - the head will roll. In general, if you follow the left path, then (as it turned out), all relatively simple. Tripping a couple of hundred meters and several pedestrian tunnels - the width of a meter in height, two. And one of them is exactly in the middle turns 90 degrees - so that without the flashlight to be seen not pitch black.
You can, of course, and groping along the wall to go (ie as we were), but with the light would be much more comfortable as a - I'm on the way collect all possible puddles that were found. If you go right, there is not provided by tunnels (actually, he's one) - instead, immediately begins the ascent to 1570 meters and then descend again to 900. Accordingly, most of the roads have to climb up, or slide down neatly.
The second caveat - if the eastern part of the path (the one on the left) all the runs in the sun and there was a temperature of 25 degrees without thinking, the western - the whole day in the shade and constantly blown by Atlantic winds.
It feels like, at the same time there was 10 degrees - so I was in a light shirt on the way back, chilled to the bone. Immediately prior to the peak Ruivo both routes converge and be another rise up to 1800 meters - though we missed the final part of the back and the other way on Arieyro because excessively thicken Rain would not have given anything to see. So, in order:
Peak Arieyro. Near the ball - parking, toilets and other blessings of civilization - where the trail begins. In fact, from the point of shooting up to the dome to go about half an hour, but we are already so exhausted on the way back that were perhaps an hour.
A view of the start of the trail to the peak Arieyro. In general, I personally liked the colors of the landscape - as we walked, the environment is constantly changing color - from red to dark green, from green to blue-blue, then to light yellow. Photography is difficult to pass, but we still were constantly this whole palette admired.
A view of the path from the side. Here, at least, it is clear that she like - then begins to wind on the slopes and sometimes becomes so steep that it is often quite unclear where to be spuskatsya-
In the very beginning of the trail goes right along the ridge - so that the gap is on both sides. For it is recommended not to cling to the fence, because the function has more psychological - body weight, these flimsy poles hardly resist. Mostly they simply uprooted and hanging on a cord. I understand that if we go with a guide, we would be sure to catch at them banned. In general, local business, tied to the hiking routes, thrives in full - you can book a tour to almost any point of the island - and in mountains, and in the meadows. We are, however, always rode alone.
The observation deck. A wonderful view of the town of Porto Cruz on the north coast. We, unfortunately, with the clouds as something not very lucky - as we walked in the west the sky overcast.
After viewing begins the most interesting part of the way - just at this very spot the trail narrows as possible - so that on both sides is a bottomless pit. That is the bottom of something, of course, there is, but if something happens to fly anyway meters seven to eight hundred.
If the eastern side of the sky underfoot quite clear and you can easily admire the surroundings, from the west gradually thicken clouds. Actually, at first it was one of the strongest impressions - when you stand in peace on the cliff, and very close, within reach, they swim literally under their feet.
first species are not very pleased with the variety - until you walk past, the same valley, you can shoot from five to ten different positions.
The Fork. While we got this far - had already tired of habit and think hard, which side is best to go. Vaguely remember that one of the routes much more difficult than the other - but which of them we do not know. As a result, we decided that the complex is shorter - and therefore it makes sense to start with him, for back and so will not be easy to go. We moved to the left (and FIG guessed it!).
But, in general, did not disappoint - the picture gradually gave way to a more dynamic. While the going became easier.
While occasionally still had to climb up somewhere.
Or, on the other hand, sliding down sharply. Stage in some places so steep that the top is quite unknown - where they end.
The road winds constantly on the mountainside, looking out of the most unexpected places.
gradually reached more or less equal length, which did not have somewhere to climb, some time just walking down the hill and enjoyed the stunning views and the sunshine.
from the slope type for the next leg of the journey. However, the open part of the end pretty quickly and start tunnels.
On the right, on the slope, you can see a couple that came out of the tunnel and walked towards us. It allows to estimate the scale. In general, I somehow came across the photos taken in the "season" - on the trail was literally overcrowded. We were also scared that they say, all the way in the back will sniff elderly German tourists. Nothing of the sort - a full day of other travelers we met on the strength of four or five times, and even then only on this part of the mountain. Apparently, all reasonable people were still on the contrary - at first the Western path (which turned out to be an order of magnitude more difficult), then the Eastern.
A view of the trolley bus from the entrance to the tunnel. I imagine hard, how much effort it took to hollow out this route directly into the rock. Because obviously handmade.
A small stop in front of the tunnel entrance. It is easy to notice that the autographs are left exclusively Russian. By the way, next to the Cristo Rey also Russian girls' names across - the truth were cut to the cactus - to see directly on Jesus still hesitate.
The tunnel inside looks like. Basically - it is quite a decent road, only a few can be seen - the texture of the walls, I could only see the photos.
In the tunnels - carved in stone path. Still, it is much more pleasant part of the way, than the endless steps on the west side of the mountain.
As soon as we approached the point of intersection of routes - we slowly began to cloud cover.
I especially liked that moment. As they walked - clouds gradually flowed through the pass. Like a waterfall, just heavenly. Around this point we reached a fork and decided to move back, for condensing the clouds do not bode well, and fatigue already made itself felt.
The return journey - almost continuous steps. To climb to the top and then it turns out that the corner - another rise even higher and steeper than the previous. In this segment, we often rested than walked. In some places the trail was
completely destroyed, I had to climb over heaps of stones.
It looked something like this. Rose - rested. Even up - again rested. Perhaps it would be easier here still down, like normal people do.
At this point, we have seen little in the fog and the clouds grew darker. Here it was almost the only site on all the way back to where the sky had been clear and the sun was shining. We were able to warm up and rest.
The water we have at this point is over (they took with them two half-liter bottles) and we somehow became very sad. By the way, all previously met us tourists were equipped with the full program - backpacks, flashlights, all thirty three pleasures. Generally, almost all local regulations for walking in the mountains is highly recommended to take a sleeping bag and a daily diet - just fire.
At some point (probably when to get to the riding saddle point), we still climbed above the clouds, but not for long - the trail again plunged into the most fog.
Presumably, there would be a beautiful view of the northern part of the island, but other than clouds, we saw nothing.
The rest of the way to feel Hedgehog in the Fog - like mind, know that you are somewhere in the mountains, quite high - but already ten meters there is little seen, and therefore feel as if you wander along some ravine.
Sometimes we still see the sun, but it is completely warmed through the fog.
In general, the way back to the great scenery looked like a horror movie - all the trees which were in the form of long ago dead, leaves no visible grass pale yellow.
Another view of the slope. Presumably - is quite high, but the bottom is not visible.
In general, in the absence of opportunities to enjoy the view, it was necessary to pay close attention to the trees. Fortunately, the items on the way were just wonderful.
In some places the sun still made its way through the clouds. Mist with Backlight illumination - a magical sight.
I repent, sinner! More shot, you move your feet. But I will continue to know that if there is statistically average camera while walking you can safely fold increase in half - it will just be like the truth.
And this is the tree I was just fascinated - as they walked past, it had a dozen different angles to shoot.
It is the same, only bigger.
Another photo on the theme of wood.
Another point from a horror movie. Clouds only from above look cute - and within - foggy, windy and damp.
When we returned at last to the same fork - not even once admitted, so it changed the perception of the area.
Slowly rise back to peak Arieyro.
A familiar picture - however, the trail somehow got lost in the clouds. On the one hand, the view is happy - like a stone's throw away, on the other - to go two more hours.
In the course had seen on Pandora floating rocks all possible forms and shapes - from the clouds stick only vertex.
Finally able to still enjoy the views of the coast - to the point, how to get to the lookout, constantly clouds moved aside, revealing a review. By the way, the very Porto Cruz here we have just seen, and - trip program involves travel along the northern coast, but instead had to drive the rental car back to Funchal.