Tenerife Scene of the Week, the El Palmar Pie
This place fascinated us the first time we set eyes on it. I’d never seen a photo of it before even though thousands upon thousands of visitors descend on the hamlet of Masca not that […]
This place fascinated us the first time we set eyes on it. I’d never seen a photo of it before even though thousands upon thousands of visitors descend on the hamlet of Masca not that […]
Yesterday we broke free from these screens and headed out into the hot sunshine to hike a path we last undertook a few years ago on a damp(ish) morning. My memories of the walk were […]
For many, the south west coast of Tenerife represents the perfect holiday destination, enjoying as it does some of the longest sunshine hours on the island. […]
There’s a spot on Tenerife where the south west meets the north west and two different micro climates collide […] […]
It’s a stunning part of Tenerife’s countryside, hence the name Buenavista, but due to the Teno Mountain range cutting it off from resorts like Los Gigantes on the south western side of the island, just around the corner relatively speaking, the area doesn’t receive the visitors it deserves. […]
Normally it’s the scenery that astounds us when we’re out exploring Tenerife’s network of trails and forest paths, emerging from dense pines, or turning a corner in a barranco to be faced with an unexpected ‘WOW’ vista. […]
Two notices on either side of the path, but with two different messages. The one on the left advises ‘entra usted en un espacio natural protegido’ which translates as ‘you are entering a protected natural area’. […]
Unless you’ve been participating in a full sensory blackout programme for the past 2 months or so, you can’t fail to have noticed that things which have lain dormant for a very long time have suddenly become active again, causing consternation and disruption[…] […]
You can get a shot of Mount Teide framed by emerald pines in any number of locations. What made this frame stand out was that the harsh black lava fields that are usually deviod of colour or plant life were brought to life by splashes of delicate pinks and burnt orange[…] […]
I’m waiting on the path for Jack to re-appear. In the distance I can hear a great deal of rustling and the occasional muttered expletive.
Five minutes ago a large bird ran across the path in front of us and disappeared into the undergrowth, hotly pursued by Jack […] […]
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