Sorry I had so many days remaining, but is that they give a rough and not always I have internet when I want.
Gustavo, "The lady concerned", great forum and portal of magic, it gives me the sage advice of adding a little map of the area with my journey colored. L, or try a good time but, as I am unable to do it the right time as I go, I invite you to look for "Villanueva de Cameros" which is a town that is more or less in the middle of the area I'm traveling in google maps and go dragging a window open at a time to go along this journey with me. We do more interactive and fun ;-)
Nobody can imagine how fun and special it all is! Today the magic has made me the trip to me at every moment.
I get up at 8:30 but simply setting up the blog yesterday and I shot answering urgent issues to 12:30 bundled with your computer.
The thing is I get to take the bike at 13:15. Today is a glorious day with a sky blue satin spectacle worthy of the best the world. I will Villoslada Cameros, people already stuck in the Sierra Onion, unimaginable mountain forest and orchard. I'm not sure why paradise is often thought of as a tropical jungle, it is easy to learn, to have effect once, a black pine, holly, beech, chestnut, oak, poplar along the river and green grass in which to lie down at the mall and large open meadows unsuspected at the top of a hill hard and whose ascent up the smell of the transparent sheets of wood, the outer bark of the tall pines combines in a connection hard to explain, spirit, green and effort.
Ea, the fact is that I get to Villoslada intended to find out who organizes the sixth festival of transhumance, which I read on a poster in Torrecilla held on Saturday. I ask a forest and tells me they are the agents of Park Sierra Onion but before he can go and see them I feel, magical and providentially, on the bridge that serves the people to cross the Iregua with Luis, Deputy Mayor Torrecilla, my protector in the area, go.
tells me that the mayor of Villoslada he has asked for me several times so his advice, I'll see your grocery store. Indeed, as I said, Luis and I met on the bridge of Villoslada that tells me how he rebuilt. Word before meeting with him was the first picture I had taken the town, although I regret to tell you that the photo, the bridge has not gone well. The bridge, however, seems not rebuilt but firm had endured the passage of time since antiquity. At one end has a compass rose with peseta coins in the corners ... but in some gaps missing coin ... We know that whoever brings a peseta currency and paste one of the voids can make a wish in the knowledge that will be fulfilled within a year ;-) Every person who starts one of those coins, however, assist, even without knowing the relevant wish fulfillment. legend is proven, year after year, ;-) Villoslada who really want something, to come here to put a quarter in a free slot with glue, it is enough. You have my word exposed in public who wants to check.
Ea, the fact is that some guys I have the mayor, D. Joseph Julian, in his tent. I'll be back to do the wand, which is proper to speak at the level of power that the staff of Mayor. This version of my fancy effects, those who know me know that I particularly like the flashazo power you have. As I do, I say have slight suspicions of who I am and is coordinated effectively and kindly all to act in the casino Villoslada on Saturday October 2 at 20:30 pm and I like the mayors!
invited me out for a beer, but as it is poured when I'm going up first to talk to the people of Sierra interpretation center Onion.
Jesus meets me there I go saying good morning and I came because I have some doubts about what is transhumance. The poor man is treating me with affection while I explain, well, a cold door, my existential concerns:
who are many wizards that follow me, I invite you to experience the end of this matrix with any lap that I agenciéis, especially if you do it with confetti. Seen from the front and with a minimum adequate missdirection, such as looking at the face of your viewers, incredible as it may seem to you, not even noticed. That happens to Jesus, who scratches his head for a while.
is an unaffordable luxury being able to see the faces of people and read them the confusion, wondering for a few seconds of the reality you thought you knew before you say ... hello, Jesus, my name Txema is being, and am a magician. You can not describe the feel of power to run into people, in an instant and whenever you want, in a state of open mind without physical assumptions. Happiness is like a tad smug, even that is focused on serving others. Superman flies to save people but apart from all, not to say that being able to fly and feel how cool not crazy about.
I ask for the feast of transhumance and tells me in an attentive and excellent (we note that the day has been prepared with care) that will be arriving on Saturday the sale of which will Piqueras stories , dance and eat it ... Well it is know :-)
I decide to eat in Villoslada, at La Corona: I bring a pot of white beans to serve me that like, a source of rabbit stew with peppers so that it takes many slices as you like and a raspberry cheesecake. Water, a glass of Rioja with the bottle at my disposal, 12 €.
pochas Pot
Villoslada Thanks to Mayor discover one of the best corners of the trip that I would have gone unnoticed. I recommend you go to the shrine of Our Lady of steaks Orio.
are 9 miles of road that separates the village from the hermitage. First along the river (see the first "dinosaur footprints," so famous in La Rioja) and then up a hill where three kinds of pine mixed with birch, oak, holly, yew, you ... everywhere in closed forest. The autumn sun gilds the entire valley until you decide to open up to huge heights completely fill the eye and when one gets a taco with smoked salmon or meaty jelly in your mouth and fills it completely for a while. Or take a carnation to his nose and mouth and smell embracing the entire face, or as ...
birth Iregua Rise and shrine of the Virgin atop Orios
funny thing to be doing a trip is not only your eyes travel and your senses, but your perception travels with you and put in "travel" and, as they move the miles, it becomes more permeable and entering a deep trance in which the sensitivity is becoming thinner and richer experience. And you can get extreme feelings may seem unthinkable usually reach ... and you can climb a mountain ... not exactly crying for joy ... more beauty, touched by the extraordinary that he gives to everyone who wants to fill it.
remains scientifically proven that the road between Cameros Villoslada of the Ermita de la Virgen de fillet is the most beautiful Orio of the Earth. And finally ... the chapel. A large building to house santero beside her. And yet another climax, around the shrine are sculptures, hidden in the woods ... a hunter who toured with a solar panel peeping birds, wood duck flying only thanks to a ladder, San Lorenzo sculpted material to make barbecue, birds fluttering in the house ... In the chapel there is a guest book where people ask things to the Virgin, signed humbly putting at your disposal and of who you need for what might be offered . But even I have to climb another day and see if I can find the written santero and leave a small legend ...
Orio Forest Sculpture "Recillas Duck", "San Lorenzo or the prisoner man himself" (the titles are on me) and serious hunter that if you look closely you can not help to give you a laugh rather weak
Camino a little to a waterfall that makes Iregua near its source. The possibilities to spend months making routes here and marches are a great temptation strongly encouraged to stay from now and never return.
High Iregua
Going down, I stop to drink from Iregua and went through a shelter with a beautiful fireplace next to which there are containers in which someone has painted a sign: "Use the container is free ;-) (wink included)" How beautiful are the times when you realize you've been able to say things with love.
From there I take the road to Montenegro Cameros, the only village of the district is in the province of Soria, after spending a port no cartel. This town named tragic book magically appears. As you pass the port, unexpectedly and suddenly, before the green hill becomes a valley of mountains of slate absolutely bare of vegetation. The landscape, filled with a strange beauty beautiful, it seems the moon, like a little world in which one suddenly entered through a secret door. You may feel fear and to come here to write stories and strange passions. I pick three pieces of flat slate from the mountain and I take them.
Cameros Church of Montenegro and its mountains of slate
After passing the port of Montenegro, the road winding down the race to Viniegra de Arriba. I played the horn before each turn I learned to base Versele ask my father, with one foot sticking out of the ravines. Step and Viniegra de Arriba, a village embedded in the mountain in which I called attention to the "Playa of the Society" to a river bank and Viniegra de Abajo, a small respite from the sun entering the meantime ravine. The road is long and I get tired of Cameros Brieva.
I am struck that such a small town have houses so high (most of 3 floors and more than 5), some mansions. At the door of the bar I am waiting to Luisa, a sweet lady whose accent does not quite fit with the area and call the who runs the place to come and open up. Luisa teaches me some tiles that are decorating the village women making them seem doors of houses. I took some pictures to show to my grandmother, who also works in clay to make important knowing the details.
There are things in my family I can only speak with my grandmother. These are nuances that only she will understand. You sure that you also often happens that there are conversations in which only vex you in depth with people who know they will reach the same reality as you live. It is not about agreeing or not, but to connect, getting to that world, as the band of the film "Source", whose members are all connected to the same dream. My grandmother is a woman who understands the detailed intentions and love that a person has to do something and can only be seen, although the author is not in front, with a very careful observation of the work. Is able to see what he has done and respect that person so that the work is unchanged and has the gift to be filled with admiration for anything that others do. Another thing is that I praise you when you're ahead.
the Vining Road
Cameros Brieva
Doña Luisa
Anyway, Luisa I ask one of the tools that makes the tiles, explain that it's magic ... Dedicated back to the Wizards fans of this blog, but to achieve Luisa surprise I can not burn when I do, I reproduce this rare and ingenious movement that I took of Gary Darwin, who in turn had to found it on a lost book in his library of 1,500 volumes and is the magic total vanish simple, impromptu and well-structured, full of magic theory, I know. My version of this movement (which is not what you see here) you can find explained in my forthcoming book, "Magic for Linking Course" now we're running ;-)
Following
magic, Enrique, a young boy to be contested to go to Barcelona and will forward in health and mind in their determination to do so, he offers me a cigarette and explain the strange things that happen to me with cigars ...
Finally sack the boards that I caught in Montenegro and tell them divinatory properties. This is my particular version of the one ahead system in which Luisa choose a letter, but, although the video is not well understood, says a different word, which is what finally is written. To make the game as they need some indirect comments and suggestions. For the next chapter of this journey through Spain, to be in the spring, we make videos otherwise, word.
Enrique tells me that the houses are so high in the town because they have no choice. And it's Cameros Brieva, incidentally, does not belong to the region of Cameros, but the High Najerilla and the Seven Villas but took that name to distinguish it from other Brieva loose out there, is a village climbing climbing the valley Brieva. From the hand of Henry learn what the process for making honey at that time being developed in the village.
The LR-232, an absolutely deserted road separates me from the New Camero Valley to arrive at "home." It's beautiful, very beautiful, to travel all alone without meeting a soul and, when Pena Port Hincada, suddenly returning to the high pine-wood that perfume the whole area.
The lone and mysterious LR-232
While lower back to the bike Valley and knows how to ride alone, recapitulate today to not forget to tell me and I think, just against what they say and as able to see the great Milton Erickson, "There is nothing old under the sun." And all, like valleys and mountains for centuries there alone, waiting to be to get you to feel exactly like you could just feel it, is about to get a new look, a look full of hope than ever before you have given. Like with the base of most magic tricks, receiving the same packet of information from the eyes, you see things very differently. Just think of how to conceive a different reality within you so that it automatically created and how a man born in abject poverty can create a great fortune or die cursing their unfortunate circumstances, how ever, you can always choose to live full of feeling sad or explosive infinite happiness and jump into the world to make others happy men or even go and discover America ... even though there are people who can engage in that America was always there. And it's a lot to know, even though I know that you know, that everything is invented ;-)
The broth, artichokes sauteed with sausage and ham croquettes served me pretty Sheila in "La Terraza" in Torrecilla serve Home heat off the night, after many hours sitting on the bike and I have been thrown up in a while.
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