|The wild west coast of Gran Canaria.|
We spent the night in St. Lucia, very near the airport and the next afternoon, met our new friends from Canada and were off to our new temporary home of Aldea de San Nicolas on the west coast of the Canary Islands. We read the Lonely Planet entry on this town and basically it said, "There is absolutely no reason to go to this town." But we disagree! Respectfully of course. It is the gateway to some remote and beautiful hiking.
|A view from our hike to the Atlantic Ocean|
|More gorgeous views of this desert island|
|Give the man and walking stick and trail and you will get this smile....if there is gin and tonic at the end of the road!|
Apparently, Franco spent time hunting here with the family for birds. The terrain was super dramatic and with clouds, it was even more so. We often glimpsed the ocean, but mostly jagged mountain peaks.
We were invited into a cave home for tea along the way with a family that had an eclectic souvenir collection, about 7 dogs and a bird collection in cages. They were gardeners for the finca and they basically lived off the land by eating vegetables, goat and honey. Very pretty place and they attributed their health to "pure mountain air." They were very generous with the little they had and the tea was made from mint from their garden.
|The city of La Aldea de San Nicolas. Very small but very very friendly people.|
|Mist, mountains and desert isle.|