The most beautiful day..

Sublime

Sublime

I have been lucky to spend many beautiful days in the mountains..and it would not be an easy task to choose one day in particular as the best. But last Sunday 08 February would certainly be a strong candidate for the most beautiful day.

Working our way thru the trees..

Working our way thru the trees..

After days and days of snowfall, storm, wind and cloud – some of which were also very wonderful days – the sun finally shone upon the Sierra once more. We headed for Cotos and the Loma del Noruego where we knew we wouldn’t meet too many people.

..and thru the Winter Wonderland.

..and thru the Winter Wonderland.

And indeed but a few minutes walk from Cotos all was quiet and wondrous white..everything absolutely covered, caked, plastered with snow. The views were..well, spectacular.

Cabezas de Hierro from Loma del Noruego.

Cabezas de Hierro from Loma del Noruego.

It didn’t really matter which direction you looked..things were equally spectacular all around..

Siete Picos and La Mujer Muerta.

Siete Picos and La Mujer Muerta.

I had skied the North and the surprisingly delightful SouthEast of Siete Picos the previous day in the cloud..so i wasn’t too powder-hungry on this day and could just take it easy and try to take it all in.

This is the person i have to thank for several pow-days last week.

This is the person i have to thank for several pow-days last week.

Of course we did get to ski some very lush powdery snow on the southeastern flanks of La Loma too..so really no room for complaints at all.

About to ski from close to the top of Peña del Águila, looking towards Lozoya Valley and Somosierra.

About to ski from close to the top of Peña del Águila, looking towards Lozoya Valley and Somosierra.

Then in the afternoon i had a few hours to myself, so i decided to go visit my beloved Hermana on the other side of Cotos. On the way up thru the forest i risked a shower – or a succession of showers – as the snow began to fall from the trees due to the action of the sun.

Trees starting to lose snow.

Trees starting to lose their snow.

Higher up some cloud began to waft in from the North..working magic with the light among the wild pines.

Sun and cloud playing among the pines.

Sun and cloud playing among the pines.

And when i got above the forest, the spectacle broadened..once more in every direction..

Looking South to Cabezas and Cuerda Larga.

Looking South to Cabezas and Cuerda Larga.

Like many of us who love Guadarrama, i never tire of looking towards La Mujer Muerta..

La Mujer Muerta (The Dead Woman) and Peña Cítores to the right.

Westwards, La Mujer Muerta (The Dead Woman) and Peña Cítores to the right.

I skied down, down thru the forest..and then back up. The second time on the way up, as the sun dropped lower in the sky and evening came in, things got really breathtaking.

Looking West to Siete Picos and La Mujer Muerta.

Looking West again to Siete Picos and La Mujer Muerta.

A great sea of cloud washed over Valsaín and the huge valley that lies between Peñalara and Mujer Muerta..and the low-angled light wrought deep contrasts of texture, on the mountains and on the clouds.

Yet another shot of Cabezas with snow-covered trees in the foreground.

Yet another shot of Cabezas with snow-covered trees in the foreground.

I should say that all the afternoon – all the day even, excepting the area immediately close to the road in Cotos – i had seen practically no-one. During the morning maybe seven or eight people on La Loma del Noruego..and four or five on the southern slopes of La Hermana during the afternoon. At 6 in the evening near the top of Hermana Menor (2271m)..

People in the mountains..pure magic!

People in the mountains..pure magic!

..just before i reached the summit for the second time that day, there suddenly appeared two other people..moving towards the SouthWest on their descent. I quickly grabbed my phone two or three seconds before they disappeared, not wanting to miss the opportunity for a perfect photo.

The most beautiful day..? There or thereabouts.

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Éireannach is ea mé, i mo chonaí insan Spáinn. Rugadh mé i lár na tuaithe, ar feadh blianta bhí mé ag teitheadh uaithi, i bhfad as an tuath, ach sa deireadh d'fhill mé, ar ais go dtí an tuath.. An Irishman am I, settled in Spain. Born was I in the middle of the country, for years I ran from it, far from the country, but in the end I returned, back to the country..
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2 Responses to The most beautiful day..

  1. Glad you liked it, thanx!

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