Heute morgen gab es dann das echte Osterfrühstück und die heiß ersehnten Schoko-Ostereier 🙂 (A little commerce must surely be :-))

Today I had convinced Dietmar, to go hiking with me. I had chosen a not too long tour extra, She was also a short route.

On the way there, we visited before a Canarian horse show, This had been particularly recommended to us. After two hours we had seen enough Canary jumping horses and headed by the Acker.

The starting point of our hike was Vila flora, a small town above of our harbour in the mountains. The higher we came, It was the grey and cloudy. But there is know no bad weather, but only wrong clothing. Dietmar had almost always his mandatory short pants and a T-Shirt. Hmmmm……Hopefully at least a jacket he had in his backpack?! Weit gefehlt 🙁

We parked our car and turned a lap through the city. For now just drink a cup of coffee and a bite to eat, then we would decide, was wir tun würden 🙂 Dietmar behauptete zwar heldenhaft, the cold and the drizzle would be no problem for him, We could go calmly walk. Ich fror aber schon bei seinem Anblick und das wollte ich nicht 🙂 So einigten wir uns darauf, walking a round at the harbour in the Sun. There are also very nice way.

So we shot a round to the Montana Amarille in the beautiful sunshine.

Easter has nothing to do with rabbits in Spain, Chicks or chocolate eggs to do. Here is celebrated the Semana Santa. This is the Spanish term for the Holy week, It lasts from Palm Sunday to Easter Sunday. Easter Monday is not a holiday in Spain.

In this case means celebration, that the entire week various processions take place see. The main processions are usually on good Friday. You are from “Hermandades” These associations (Fraternities) organized and conducted. Several hundred to more than a thousand people belong to any procession.

The processions are usually composed of the Pasos (Sanctuaries) with their carriers and companions, the Nazarenos and Penitentes ( Penitents) Music bands and drummers groups together. The penitents go often barefoot, wear long robes and are masked with the typical pointed hood, What is the anonymity of the Bußakts. (free by Wikipedia)

So weit die Theorie 🙂 Bevor ich mir persönlich ein Bild der spanischen Osterfeierlichkeiten machten konnte, wanted I bake still a Hefekranz for Dietmar. Ein bisschen deutsche Tradition muss auch hier in Spanien sein 🙂

So I went around 1 pm on the way to Adeje. According to the Internet research was the passion of the Christ in the old town of more than 300 Performers listed.

An impressive spectacle against a great backdrop, of the which I but got to see only the last part thanks to of the yeast braid. Schade, but it was unable to change. Also the Easter should go further, Yes.

After I had dated namely Sabine and Joachim of the SY ATANGA in Santa Cruz. Together we wanted to watch the grand procession in San Christobal de La Laguna. Arrived in the old town we soon met on the first Pasos (Sanctuary), followed by the a group of Büßern. Denen liefen wir erstmal hinterher 🙂 und kamen so an die Kathedrale, the start- and endpoint of the procession was.

Here we were able to secure us a place in the front row and so wonderful to watch the whole procession. Felt the whole town was there with. Young and old, Men and women. Everywhere hanging incense in the air and the atmosphere along the way was solemn and quiet. Even though I myself am not a particularly religious person, This upholding the traditions I liked better than the whole commercial with chocolate Easter eggs (Although certainly not entirely should be abandoned the :-))

After my first hiking trip to La Gomera I had tasted blood. Aber nicht nur das 🙁 Immer noch kämpfte ich mit dem hartnäckigen Muskelkater in den Beinen von meiner Tour am vergangenen Samstag. The poor conditions on the unusually steep road had yet quite overwhelmed me. So I had found in my extensive internet research a circular route, which ran with little height meters through the fantastic landscapes of the volcanic plains around the crater Chinyero.

After almost an hour drive to just above the National Park boundary I reached the starting point of my tour. Up here it was almost alone. Only a few cars on the roadside pointed to other hikers. After I had my book Siert Micra also in the ditch, (of course very carefully ;-)) I replace my flip-flops against walking boots and went on my way.

At the entrance of the circular path I overtook a couple with a baby carriage. Da war ich dann doch etwas erstaunt 🙂 So leicht hatte sich die Wegbeschreibung im Internet dann doch nicht angehört.

The sun shone surprisingly warm from the sky and my fleece jacket soon wandered into the backpack. The road snaked well characterized by the sparse pine forest and the bizarre volcanic landscape.

As described, I needed to round just under three hours. The nature up here is amazingly green and varied.

During this time I met a total of twelve other hikers. Overflow was therefore certainly not up here.

When I turned off to again back toward the parking lot at the end of the round path, I almost tripped over the stroller. The young couple had probably rescheduled. While he kept the child in the car on the trail early, war sie wohl eine Runde wandern gegangen 🙂

Back to the boat I chose the longer route through the National Park.

The visibility was today so wonderfully clear, that in the West not only the island of La Gomera, but also could see La Palma and El Hierro.

To the east of Gran Canaria was good to see.