My sister-in-law Amy came to visit for about a week. She’d already had plans to meet Emma (my niece) in London, so she tacked on a trip to Portugal when she heard we’d settled on a place. Emma had been studying in Germany for a semester. Her visa had expired, so she couldn’t join Amy to Portugal unfortunately.
It was great to see Amy. She explored with us as we got to know more of our town. We walked around Buarcos the first day, checking out the old fort wall and having lunch at a cafe. At the heart of Buarcos along the beach, there’s a road that goes up a hill, separated from the beach road by the remains of the old fortress. The fortress was built in the 16th century, and mainly protected this coastal area from pirate attacks. It was severely damaged in the 17th century, and only a portion of it has been reconstructed and preserved. It lends some wonderful views of the area.



This is definitely not in the US – there are no barriers or handrails keeping people away from the edge of the wall.

We walked up the hill to the Castle of Redondos, also known as the Tower of Buarcos. There’s not much to see there, but it is one of the highest views of the ocean that’s accessible to the public – i.e. not someone’s balcony. This was a defensive tower in the Middle Ages, dating back to the 11th century. It’s location afforded an expansive view of the coast, protecting the area commerce coming into the River Mondego. The fortress we just saw replaced this tower as defense for the town. It was almost entirely demolished in 1854. What remains is just a corner of what had been the castle.



Our turning point back was a square that I consider the “border” between Buarcos and Figueira. It holds a weekend market and has a small park area. We came across this sculpture in the park. It looks like the artist used trash found in the ocean–tires, fishing line, rope, netting. The plants are a nice touch. I can’t find any information on the piece or the artist. I didn’t see a placard near it.


Our next day out we ventured north into the mountains for a waterfall and south across the river for a lighthouse. Ben and I had found a waterfall near us on the map, the Cascata de Quiaios, and Amy’s always up for waterfalls. We drove to it, it’s in the hills just north of us. We took a small, winding road there and parked off the main road to hike down to it. It wasn’t a bad hike, though as it’s downhill the whole way there, we knew we’d get our exercise in on the way back.

So…this must be a waterfall only in the rainy season cause it was bone dry! We have had rain, but I guess it’s not enough. I’ve read there’s an old mill here, I didn’t find it this trip. Maybe next time. The structure here looks like a face. I don’t know if it’s man-made or natural.
We headed south, across the bridge to Cabedelo Point. We ate lunch at a cafe overlooking the river and outlet into the ocean. We walked down the jetty to a small lighthouse at the end.


















































































