Madeira, Day 3
Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
572Trip End Ongoing
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We hit the path and at first it was quite wide, this was not what I had expected, but by thirty minutes, it had turned into a little path, cut into the side of the cliffs, canal on one side, sheer drop on the other with a pretty pathetic little wire rope to stop us jumping off !!!
Now the hardest part of this walk was the amount of people on it, and this was because this was the most popular walk. We did come across one big group, and as we were walking pretty fast, we eventually overtook them. also, we were running into walkers coming the other way. This was a bit hard because a few times I was pushed up against the wall and it felt like I was being anally raped or maybe that was just wishful thinking on my behalf !!!
As we walked, we passed through tunnels and it was pretty dark and low, and even though we had torches, I still managed to cut my head on the roofs as we walked through these mountains.
Eventually, we reached the end, and it was very nice, sitting there, taking it in, looking at the waterfall, the cliffs and the pool of water, well it was until the crowds arrived. Luckily, we had it for ten minutes on our own, and trust me, it was nice. And as it was not quiet anymore, we turned around and made our way back. In fact, I was glad that we had walked this early as there were now loads of people out on the track.
Back in the car, we hit the road, but this time, there was no motorway, so we followed the mountain road until we reached Sao Vincente. Once there, we parked up, walked around seeing it all before we stopped for coffee and then I broke down and cried. why? Well I ordered some cake and when I asked what it was, the lady said Madeira cake, and this was not the Madeira cake I had eaten all those years in Aus, it was so different, I felt that Aus had lied to me and nothing would console me and from now on, I will never be able to look at Aus Madeira cake in the same way !!!
Our next stop was some caves which were just outside of the town, and during the tour, we were told that these were actually old volcanic lava tubes that were 890000 years old and they were impressive. Now I have been in loads of caves and salt mines, and this was easily as good, and during the whole time, I kept saying to Ilona, I can't believe that we are in a lava tube !!!
Our time had come to an end, so we found a motorway and drove over to Porto Moniz. It was a posh seaside town but as this is the off season, there is nobody around, so we found some cheap rooms in a poshish hotel and died for the night.