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A walk far from the crowds

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On the north shore of the island, on top of the mountain and overlooking the sea, there are also levadas, and if some are probably only for specialists, there are other for more limited mortals, both in their knowledge, their technique and physical abilities.

Today’s proposal takes us to Santa (Porto Moniz), for a walk along the levada da Ribeira da Janela. This is a modern levada, designed and built to gather water for the hydroelectric plant of Ribeira da Janela. Actually, the beginning of the walk is right next to the reservoir from which the pipeline that feeds the turbines of the power plant starts.

But it’s the walk we really care about, right?

The views, all along the route, are magnificent. So much so that we recommend that you keep your eyes on where you are treading… You want to watch the scenery? So stop a while, it’l be worth it.

At the beginning you will have ample views over the whole valley of Ribeira da Janela. Watch the islet, at the mouth of the river, and village, across the valley. Very quickly the forest will go from a mixed one to a more endemic type, with many laurisilva species. Early on the path will be relatively wide, a little while later it will become even wider, but it will then narrow down, in some places quite a lot, and be protected by wires.

The support infrastructure, both to the levada and all the activities around it, is interesting. Note the mechanisms designed to minimize floating debris in the levada, both just before the reservoir and a couple of hundred metres before this, and afterwards, on the levada itself, the engines, here and there, that powered small cable cars that would haul agricultural products up to the level of the levada.

Except for the levada itself, the landscape will become less and less humanized. You’ll go through a small tunnel, and a slightly longer one a little while later. And this is where – we recommend – you should finish your walk. You have but to return to the reservoir, and to your car or bus.

This is a fairly easy walk, without great difficulties, but that may be unsuitable for people suffering (greatly) from vertigo. It also requires that one keeps alert, especially on the narrower parts.

Three historic bridges in Funchal

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Early in January the Funchal council classified three bridges built in the heart of the city: since this date, the bridges Nova, D Manuel and São Paulo are protected sites.

The first bridges in Funchal were made of wood, and allowed people to cross the rivers over which the city is built – especially in rainy periods, because in normal circumstances, with the rivers not being channeled, it was quite easy to cross them. According to some sources, these were very light structures, and some couldn’t even be used by larger pack animals. Two are referred to in city records, namely the bridge at Santa Maria do Calhau (close to the present day market) and Cadeira (jailhouse) (apparently connecting rua Direita with rua dos Ferreiros).

After the big flood of 1803, the Portuguese government dispatched general Reinaldo Oudinot, to channel the rivers and thus avoid what was quickly becoming a cyclic disaster. It is as a consequence of the remarkable work developed under the guidance of this man that Funchal has avoided many floods, but the consequence of the channeling is that bridges become more necessary than ever.

Most of the more emblematic bridges of the Funchal have their origin in this structuring enterprise, and we are specifically referring to the bridges of São Paulo (in São João), and Nova (over Ribeira de Santa Luzia). The D Manuel bridge was ordered by D Manuel de Portugal e Castro, governor of Madeira between 1823 and 1825.

In the photo, see the bridges existing at the time: Ponte Nova, ponte do Bom Jesus, and further away the bridge leading to rua do Carmo. Rua fernao de Ornelas wasn’t opened until much later.

Yearly evening market in Funchal

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There were thousands. Wearing a hat, in a hat, with stags, with bright lights and flashy glasses. It was the market evening. With a lot of singing, in tune, as if it had been rehearsed by the thousands of singers throughout the year.

It was a sight to be seen. The scents of the tangerines bought in the stalls lined along the Rua da Boa Viagem, where the tourists took hundreds of pictures and the Madeirans heaps of selfies.

And then was the day of taking in all the waste generated through the night, which will reach huge numbers, but the council will take care of it, and leave the city as if nothing had happened. In fact, a very positive aspect of this night is the fact that early in the afternoon of the day after, Funchal has no “leftovers” of the evening market.

The night filled the expectations of all that took part, and thus welcomed Christmas. Here are some of those moments.

Desertas, all inclusive

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And what if you could spend a different day with friends or family, enter a grotto with a kayak or dive with monk seals? Take the could out of it, as you only have to venture on board a yacht to the nature reservation and be pampered on the way by a school of pilot whales who – really – didn’t leave us for the whole trip.

Gavião Madeira, Madeira Radical and Summerboard Diving Centre have all joined efforts to afford their clients – locals or visitors – a unique experience. The day spent on board, with open bar and meals included, is a good bet for one of the coming weekends. And we recommend it, because on the day we went the whales came to show us that all that is said about how easy it is to find whales in our seas is true. It was quite a good bet by all three entities, because the quality of the service on board and the comfort of the trip offered, speak for themselves.

The puffs on the bow invite us to seat and enjoy the Funchal bay, while we travel towards the reserve. The bar is full, the dinghy is tied, the diving suits are all hanging and the kayak is all set up to explore the grottos of Deserta Grande.

Less than half an hour away we get company. Two, three, four pilot whales on a meditation class – or at least concentrated merely on breathing, which slowly brings them to the surface. The Gavião turns off the engines, so as not to disturb them, and the two German couples jump off their seats as if they had springs, leaning over the edge of the yacht, looking for the whales and the best perspective for the camera. Their eyes shine, and they look towards the skipper and the dive instructor as if they had placed the whales there as a marketing ploy. They shoot picture after picture. The yacht is roomy – this area is designed for twenty plus the crew – but I guess all is small when in the vicinity of sleeping whales.

We don’t disturb them. We follow the route. A cool drink, under a sun that keeps pushing us under the shade of a awning placed in the stern.

Later we’ll see them again, already awake, perhaps not the same, as we’ll see later, but from the same family.

The island, clearer and clearer in front of us, awaits us for a guided visit to the natural reserve. And the kayak and the dive, it’s up to the guest. Or both. There’s time for all. We see the whales again. They seem to be pointing the way to one who knows it with his eyes shut. Rodrigo Cardoso turns off the engines, and again we enjoy their presence.

They pose for the pictures, they go to and from, and seem to follow a choreography, diving at the same time, but they quickly change their course and go off towards the Bugio, and we are again alone.

The divers get ready, there’s a diver’s debut, and that’s the one Luis Trabulo goes down with first. The others follow him. They explore, they amaze themselves, they look for fish, and find rays. They don’t lose their jaws because the masks won’t let them fall, but they are definitely excited by all they find in the sea of the natural reserve.

Meanwhile we explore the naturally lit grotto in the Madeira Radical kayak, and we open the appetite for lunch, which is already ready when we return on board.

The salad and the pastry are a perfect match, a great mix of salty and sweet tastes. If we don’t rush the German will grab a whole tray for himself, but he finally settles for the fourth cream tart, somewhere between being eager and ashamed. Rodrigo tells me there are people who request the address of the bakery just to go back there before they go home.

We visited the reservation. The skipper guides us, we meet other travellers, the explanations on the panels shine in the sun, the tracks are clearly marked, and the walk is enjoyable, after lunch. The Germans go back to the bottom of the sea, they rest, and then time starts getting short and we have to return to Funchal.

But our friends are waiting for us, apparently all together. About ten of them, give or take a few, we get lost counting them, they make up a sort of escort for the Gavião for some time, while the Germans keep watching them, making frequent visits to the bar and sleeping on the bow, comfortably setup, heading for the end of the day. The sun vanishes in the horizon, and in the Funchal marina, where everything starts and finishes, the chore of tidying up starts, until the next trip and the next sighting of whales… from a vantage point!

 

When Terras do Avô is bottled

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A sunny morning with quiet seas on the north coast. It doesn’t always happen, but for some reason I thought that it had dressed appropriately to let me on its secret.

On the bend on the old road to Seixal I just glimpsed the house and the bougainvilleas pouring from the pergola, the high wall and the man that started this story that can be told with the scents of flowers and tastes of fruits. Grapes of course. The grapes he planted on the Terras do Avô (Grandfather’s lands), up the natural steps that climb the almost vertical slopes.

Duarte Caldeira welcomes me on the very same spot where he welcomes hundreds of tourists every month. The flowers’ engineer, as many people in Madeira know him, is proud of the work he performed, and I let family story involve me taking me to this venture that mobilized his wife and their three siblings in this odyssey that is to be tasted over the next generations.

The wine is the nectar he has been preparing for various years, and that he now recommends should be drunk with grandmother’s recipes, their next commercial endeavour. A lunch previously booked for the garden leaning onto the north sea, with all the gastronomic know how of the owner’s grandmother. The rehearsal in a previous initiative left the certainty that quality was way better than quantity, and today he proves this with the praises of the knowledgeable ones, and a frequent reference on the best Portuguese wine charts.

Seixal has soils that are different from all others in Madeira. There are rich in organic matter, and they have the best water in Madeira, flowing from the laurisilva forest. The winds blowing from northeast, from the sea towards land, bring in humidity that condenses on the leaves of trees that are world heritage, and the resulting water falls onto the ground, and this makes it unique. Early on, the relation between the two might not be important, but the connection between the two ends up by appearing in the wine.

The agrarian engineer has two daughters, one that followed his very own academic options, and another which is a guide. The son, that followed his footsteps in politics, is also an enthusiast of the family business that has gone through generations, and is slowly percolating onto the patriarch’s grandchildren.

But let’s get to the wine. To the 13 hectares spread through 31 plots of land that incorporate the label that winks at us from the supermarkets’ cupboards.

The wines, made at the São Vicente cellars, are unique, because the engineer was determined to do something different. The types available in Madeira were the same for all producers, and just do more of the same was something that didn’t appeal to him. He invited a specialist to be his consultant, and he relies on the advice of the cellar’s own specialist, and today he has a major point in his favour: he takes advantage of the best of every caste and he adds nothing to it, promoting the best of what the soils furnish. The lands acidity, it’ s depth and many stones, pass on the taste of minerals that we feel at each sip. The idea pleased the engineer. He finds nothing to compare to his wines from other regions. He is proud to choose his own grapes. He is always the last to enter the cellar, he lets his grapes ripen further, and this frequently happens in the end of September, when all the others have already finished their wines.

There’s a science for everything. Or an engineering. He produces no wines for competitions, because he doesn’t agree with the way things are done. Producers prepare special bottles for these competitions, while the evaluation should be done with bottles bought by the jurors in publicly accessible wine shops.

He knows his wine is good, and that in it – besides the flowers that made him known professionally – he found a way of life.

Terras do Avô and the wine he produces are at the core of his life. They are at the core of his family’s life, and these have shown they’ll be there for generations to come. They are already part of Seixal and the neighbouring villages, and already went across the oceans, to Europe and even the US. He sells a lot to the many tourists that pass there on organized tours and on pre-booked lunches that can also be enjoyed by locals.

Since he set up the first greenhouses in Madeira, in 1970, Duarte Caldeira has occasionally tried new cultures. Whenever the market requires it, and depending on how well the products adapt to it. And this is how the passion for new proposals was born.

The wine and the sparkling wine that are to come next will be part of the future winters and summers in the north of the island, in the house where he receives those that want to taste home made delicacies, those “grandmotherly recipes”, wetted by Terras do Avô. Something not to be missed…

When the rush is too much to take the dress off

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The urge to get to know Madeira and start their honeymoon was such that a pair of newlyweds boarded in Lisbon in full regalia. On entering the aircraft with a economy class ticket, staff on board decided to upgrade them to business – after all wedding dresses do require a lot of space…

That’s how they arrived, hand in hand, at Funchal airport. If you see them around, don’t forget to congratulate them.