Now I stood up here on the cliff and looked behind Dietmar, der auf das Meer hinaus segelte. Should be to think about me?

No, You no need worry. Dietmar hatte für den heutigen Nachmittag eine Einladung zum Mitsegeln von unseren französischen Nachbarn auf deren 43er Nauticat “PHILIA” angenommen. Bei ordentlich Wind wollten die beiden Herren Dietmar draußen die Vor- und Nachteile des Besan-Segels zeigen. Aber heute Abend sind wir natürlich wieder vereint 🙂

It moved me but rather in the mountains, more specifically on the highest peak of Madeira, Pico do Arieiro.

By picturesque, It first went Ribeiro Frio green valleys. In the middle of the laurel forest on the banks of the river you can take a short hike to a viewpoint. It went quite steeply uphill through flowering Apple trees. Not really that, what I love so much.

But shortly afterwards was the way flat and ran between rock walls in the forest.

Keine zehn Minuten später war die Wanderung auch schon wieder vorbei 🙁 Das war sogar mir etwas zu wenig, but the view was really impressive and even with background music, for two young men played didgeridoo up here. It fit amazingly well here. I settled myself in the Sun, and enjoyed music and views.

Back in Ribeiro Frio I needed to follow only a short stretch of the road, to get to the famous trout farm. The trout are raised here in brick basin, directly by the River with clear, cold water supply.

That looks quite different, as as seen in Germany. This is also probably the reason, why the idyllic plant is served by many tourist buses. But in the late afternoon relaxed calm prevailed, and people were only occasionally on the road. Also the environmental trail was deserted. Here you could learn more about the different plants of the laurel forest.

Next we went up towards Pico do Arieiro. Above is a NATO radar station on the Summit now. I had only a little bit in front of me, then I can enjoy the great views of the entire island.

Falsch gedacht 🙁 Gut, that I from on the road least had made a picture of the Summit. Because when I came up to, crept from the other side thick clouds over the Summit and packed everything in thick, grey cotton. It was direct here above on 1818 M also very cold. I quickly made a proof photo and quickly joined the way back.

For the stick down to the port took in only a fraction of the time, that I had needed for the way. The cold, monotonous grey no longer invited to other photo stops and I was happy, in the Sun Sat again as I at the port.

Dietmar was also back. He sat still in the so-called “Investors beer” on the SY PHILIA with both jeans(Jean-Yves and Jean Guy) together. The exit has been very funny. First the three had no wind at all and were pretty disappointed. When then exploded a beer bottle in the fridge, was brotherly to share the rest of the contents of the a good occasion to drink. Exactly in the moment, When the last drop was drunk, put the wind with 25 Node an and earned yet another great sailing afternoon. Sounds strange, but is so! Wieder was gelernt 🙂

Today, it had finally worked. Twice we have faced in the past a roadblock and today we have arrived through a bureaucracies without yet at our destination. To the high plateau of Paul da Serra in the West of Madeira!

Irgendwie sah es hier oben ganz anders aus als sonst wo auf der Insel 🙂 Wenn das Meer im Hintergrund nicht wäre, could you think, man sei in der Schweiz 🙂 Aber so weit hatten wir uns sicher nicht verfahren. The temperatures here were not so pleasant, how we would have liked that. But this time we were clothes-technically well equipped. Nevertheless, we decided, up here no hike to undertake, After we reached the parking lot at the starting point of the hiking trails. Here were also somehow too many tourists on the road.

Rather, we enjoyed the view and friendly us permanent residents of meadows and pastures. You look really nice, but touch is prohibited. Right when first attempting to approach the horns were quickly used. Dietmar was but quick enough again out of reach of sharp antlers before it could reach the cow. Well, We have learned it earlier, that one should consider the relationship sometimes better only from a distance :-).

At some point our little street led us back down again to the sea and we arrived in the village of Calheta. After attending de “Madeira wine”-Yesterday a visit to the traditional sugar seemed cellar us there- and rum factory only necessarily and logically.

In Madeira there are three factories, establish the sugar fine exactly as earlier from sugar cane. The manufacturing process is not very complicated. First of all you need the sugar cane of course. This is delivered on open flatbed, and then spent by crane on the factory floor.

In the first step it is coarsely crushed, before it is then squeezed out to the so-called sugar juice. It tasted not bad against all expectations, even though he left something visually to wish.

From the juice of sugar can be later either sugar or syrup or even rum. Of course, she had “Sociedade dos Engenhos da Calheta” also a bar to test the distillates and a small shop, where to buy all products also can. Especially on it had done us the honey cake or. the honey fritters, both are made with sugar cane syrup. Actually a rather Christmas pastries, but because of its long shelf life (as. a year) is available always on Madeira and belongs to the special local treats. But also “Poncha de Madeira”, a rum cocktail of type of, brought on board and a small bottle of rum (That is intended for baking but rather :-))

After I had left the detailed testing of the partly high spirits Dietmar, übernahm ich das Steuer des Mietwagens 🙂 Auf dem Rückweg zum Hafen bot sich noch ein interessanter Stopp an und von meinem angeheiterten Ehemann kam diesmal keine Gegenwehr. Monte, located above of Funchal in the mountains, showed up today from his sunny side. Up here had their villas before the rich wine merchants and various parks and gardens were created around. Nowadays man lives better again, in Funchal on the sea and the mountains leaving the tourists.

Monte is known, because here the last Austrian Emperor Karl died the first exile of pneumonia and surrounded by his remains in the chapel of rest were and because of the “Basket sleigh ride” down towards Funchal.

Obediently waiting for the next brave in a number of the driver of the carriage, who wanted to go with the vehicle without steering and brake towards the Valley. Das schien auf jeden Fall ein ziemlicher Spaß zu sein 🙂

But for someone, 24-hour race next week goes, enough not thrill it was then probably it. We walked rather then by the Park at the Church “Igreja Nossa Senhora do Monte” over and made us go home.

Every weekend is farmer's market in San Antonio Serra in Madeira. There is a small village in the mountains actually just around the corner from our Marina, Let's Sunday morning despite the grey sky and the rain clouds on the way. Not half an hour later we found ourselves in a rustic market, in a funny mixture of Madeirer and tourists surveyed, bought or was just a Sunday Chat.

Here they found next to bread and cake, Eggs, Liqueurs of course fruits and vegetables. Some of the products were completely unknown to us :-). We have decided, nach und nach verschiedene Dinge zu probieren und Euch an unseren neuen Erkenntnissen teilhaben zu lassen 🙂

These here are Passion fruit banana. Ein solches Körbchen wanderte mit zu uns an Bord 🙂 .

Once some Internet research (Wikipedia): The Passiflora tarminiana is a species of Passiflora (Passiflora) in the passion flower family (Passifloraceae). It is known only from culture and is used as a fruit. In Colombia it is india as curuba, curuba ecuatoriana or curuba Quiteña, in Ecuador as tacso amarillo, IN ENGLISH: banana passionfruit, banana poka may refer to.

And then it went one of them by the scruff of the neck. Here, so sieht die schöne Frucht also von innen aus 🙂 Eigentlich genau wie die Mischung von Maracuja und Banane. How amazingly in the name! Taste is similar to the passion fruit, aber nicht so sauer und man kann sie ganz bequem aus der Schale löffeln 🙂 Die wird sicher ab sofort öfters auf unserem Einkaufzettel stehen 🙂

Two Annonas or Cherimoyas were our second gift. Of which we can report but only little. The first, that we have cut, was not ready. Taste was so still no special treat and it has a consistency like styrofoam. Further tests with the second fruit follow next week. We'll keep you up to date. 🙂

Of course we bought not only unknown surprise products, but otherwise really everything else, What we need for everyday life. Shopping at the market was always much nicer than in the supermarket I and here in the South, it is still much original. It was once again clearly aware, When I tried, 12 Eier in einer klitzekleinen Plastiktüte schadensfrei durch das Gedränge zu balancieren 🙂 Gar kein so einfaches Unterfangen und Rührei hatten wir auch schon zu Frühstück gehabt 🙂

But all our purchases arrived intact on board buzzer. As the weather was really very uncomfortable, were we come back after the market pretty directly to the Marina. As a comfortable reading – und Telefonier-Nachmittag hatte ja auch immer was Nettes und dazu war heute wirklich ausgiebig Zeit 🙂