A hail storm on the way up Mt. Pico. After no summit view, the way down was a slippery mess. It takes a special person not to feel defeated that day. I concentrated on every step, taking in the quiet moments.
While hiking the west coast of Flores Island, Azores. We met many farm animals such as this lone horse who came up and greeted us. Wild chicken and sheep, all roaming around freely, it was really nice to have them alway come up to us to greed us, not scared of us at all. This part of the island is a Unesco Biosphere Reserve, covering the west coast of island, 3 miles inland from the ocean across this coast.
Hiking from Lajedo to Fajã Grande, passing villages, waterfalls and rustic places, with out wifi.
Sand Blows Over Capelinhos
This visit to Volcano of Capelinhos was really windy that day, the sand scraped my face and beat my hands as I took this picture. It plow sand all over this part of Faial island, where the 1957 ocean eruption had spread lava fields towards land, lasting 13 months and leading to the evacuation of two thousand people from the Capelo parish. The force of mother nature creating new land, is unstoppable.