Thursday, December 20, 2007

Mountains

Travelling seems to take us to mountains, I have been wondering why over the last little while.


Living in Orgiva we are nested in a depression between two mountain ranges, from the roof terrace we look up the Sierra Nevada and Mulhacén on one side and 2000m up the Sierra de Lujar on the other. The view is everchanging depending on light, shadow, time of year and weather - whenever you look there is something else exposed or a cleft that we haven't noticed before. The best time of day is in the afternoon when the sun casts an orange glow on the earth of the mountains (it is essentially deviod of trees) and the cracks and crevaces cast their long shadows. It is always a challenge getting places, the roads are slow and windy and walking is always up or down and the people here move in a measured and deliberate way. Best of all it is quiet, for some reason the sounds that we are used to hearing are absorbed by the landscape. It lets you think. In the morning we rush out to see if any snow has come down during the night, when it has it looks even better. It makes a good start to the day.

So why...well I really can't explain. Lo siento, maybe it's just a little madness...

Ike Tan..help?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

We live in the middle. We travel to the extremities. Ike

The Big Year Out said...

Just needed a comment from a mountin' man! You know what I mean

 
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