In the Pyrenees there are a select number of (glacial) lakes in which you can swim. Obviously this depends on each explorer’s tolerance to freezing cold water. It’s easy science that at higher altitudes and no matter how strong the sun is shining, the creek/basin/spring/pond/river/lake/lakelet/lagoon/tarn/loch water is going to be cold AF. Like many mountaineers, … More Embalse de Llauset: Pyrenean reservoir, no hiking necessary!
High desert living is sometimes a challenge. In summer we have 12-14 hours of daylight and about 22.5 hours of skin-melting heat. It’s during these months when I miss the crisp mountain air the most. And sleeping with a blanket. Or sheet even. We installed an inherited AC unit in our living room this year. … More Turquoise swimming hole in the middle of….
Andalucía, flamenco. One thing I’ve learned as an integrated outsider in a foreign community is that most people despise having their culture generalized and reduced down to three or four attributes that are printed on every souvenir, in every tourist shop, around every corner. America as explained to me by far too many foreigners … More Cheap Flamenco in Cádiz: Peña Flamenca La Perla
Maybe one day we will be parents. The idea of family hiking is so dreamy. Except at this very moment I’m stoked it’s only just the two of us at home. I’ve got the flu. I’m going to jump to the technical info and photographs on this one because I can’t muster the brain energy … More Cola de Caballo, Valle de Ordesa
When you Google search “Anento,” the first two results suggest that it is one of the most beautiful villages in Spain. For a town of 101 persons, that’s quite an accomplishment, but also seems like a lot of work for the residents; the upkeep and maintenance of all the flowers and perfectly swept streets has … More Anento Village (Province: Zaragoza)
Jorge’s father was from Galicia. We usually get out there once a year to see the whole cluster of tíos, tías, primos and sobrinos. But it’s either an a) shitty combo of trains and buses or b) a long road trip. So, if Jorge and his Ma allow me, I try and squeeze a mini-excursion … More Las Médulas: Roman gold mines near Ponferrada (León)
Ibón is a Spanish term specific to the Pyrenees; it’s a Pyrenean lake. After some trolling, turns out there might be a translation: “tarn” <— has anyone else heard of this word? It doesn’t matter, doesn’t “ibón” sound like pure magic? To me it sounds like endless sparkles. And speaking of, this hike starts from … More Ibón de Bernatuara: medieval bridge & glacial lake in Ordesa Valley
To me, Aragón is many things. To most people, Aragón = Mountains & snow sports. Let’s be real, I big heart the Pyrenees more than anything else on this great Peninsula, however, Aragón is full of magic that often goes unlooked or unrecognized. After living in Barcelona and Bilbao, I was resistant to move to … More Lago de Alhama: Europe’s second largest thermal lake (Zaragoza province)
August Ask any native or true Expat about the legitimate Spanish fiesta and you won’t hear the word “discoteca” once. In the fiesta’s host city, there won’t be a metro, or a double-decker tourist bus. The population will most likely be under 25k and the hype before the fiesta is almost as exhilarating as the … More San Roque: fiestas in our pueblo, Calatayud (the REAL Spanish fiesta)
When Jorge and I first started getting into hiking, we wanted to be instant mountaineers. We were trying to be alpinists with no experience. No experience in reading maps, planning treks, choosing appropriate gear. We didn’t know ourselves well enough at high altitudes after long, exhaustive hikes <– this is important for decision making. You … More A Mystical “Black” Lagoon and a Hike to Pico Urbión, near Soria