Horse riding in Asturias Covadonga

    Duration: 3 days

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Covadonga, the birthplace of the Reconquest, land of mountains, forests and water, roads, horse-hoyados conquered and conquerors, roads that all riders should tread on the backs of their mounts.

Gijón leave is itself a privilege, a city with a history lost in time where the past meets the present. Since the council of Deva, beautiful in its simplicity, our horses' hooves echoing in roads and caleyas. Music makes us think about the journey that awaits us across the central Asturias to the east.

Returning to the present admire the mansions and villas that surround us as we left the region of Deva, the Curviellu high road. Gijón and a good part of the Asturian coast filled with the sights are behind us.

Since the cease-Curviellu, Pawn valley fills us in sight. His Great Plains surrounded by small mountains, its villages, which makes us feel that the city is behind and in front our adventure and Covadonga with Santina.

We went down the quiet passing of our friends and fellow horses on the Camino Real de Peon, crossed da caserías Barcena, the LLlantau, and the river Spain. After we leave this channel and we expect the climb to Alto de la Cruz.

Our horses rush the passage for themselves and intuiting what awaits usl furthermore, and our eyes are refilled accompanied by our imagination gallops to the immensity of the beautiful Picos de Europa that are crowned by the first snow. There is the cave with Santina.

We passed Nievares, with impressive medieval tower house and a real breadbasket, perhaps from there we get the smell of sausage flavored with smoke. After the descent, the Valdedios River Valley, its people, the Grases da da Riva and Bass, with the Capilla de las Animas, San Vicente where there is still a stone stele from the time of the Asturian lugonni which are considered the oldest of Asturias.

Do not forget the Palacio de la Mota with its mill and cider llagares always accompany us throughout the tour. We sense a Villaviciosa 3 Km. north, we and our horses look in a southeasterly direction heading for the Roman bridge Amandi, where there is the Romanesque church of San Juan de Amandi, medieval art monument.

And the night goes with us. First the horses, water, grain, grass and rest. Now us dinner at the wound Cortina, honoring its quality Q, it serves the best fish and grilled meats. All washed down cider and wine, delicious desserts.

f this gentleman to be called the rest of the horse, sleeping in Amandi Bridge House with its superb home and attentive staff make us relax and in the seventh heaven.

Good night.

In the morning our horses are in top form, a good feed and walk among people. Valduc, along the banks of the river we Malpasu Bridge Chorus. Riverside forests that open to get to Las Vegas with its meadows. Villaverde with quintanas, mills that bring up old memories, the ascent of Mount Sama leaves us in the sale of Coro, the Romanesque Chapel of the Martyrs, Breceña, the neighborhood where the cider runs Cueto to quench the thirst of walkers , Buslaz.

And going up the mountain Tandion, Sevens we we get, with its typical Asturian emigrants houses, church of Santu Medero, 1555, its ancient barns.

Villaviciosa is where we leave to enter the council Piloña Llares other people and our stomachs are revealed in the stew thinking ahead Zule Home of Anayo people with a view to what we rode and we rode the mountain cheese, and the valleys Piloñeses comforts us with their good food. Mention that you have a real bowling Asturias.

We entered the parish of Borines, the retuerta, the Brixon, slope, their rural palaces, its mineral water, their old spas, the former leper colony of Vallobal.

Other people are Miyares, La Goleta, La Trappe, Sorrentino, where we can admire the mountain of the mythical Sueve where horses graze asturcones.

Coveted by the Romans for his bravery and strength, when the steep paths of the peaks of Europe carried on their backs, two by two, Asturian and Cantabrian riders. We see these horses with pride, because nowadays still famous in the riding in Spain while teaching children the difficult and large horse jumping discipline. With our eyes full of the black color of his mop recall that in the bowels of this land there is a jet-black mineral asturcón.

We continue across villages, which belong to the council by the plain Parres Piloña River, by the way we approach the Queen to call you at Casa Gaspar Parres where we can eat eggs or meat, good spirits and pa the bohemian, the last Asturias rural theater, small and nice, take us to see troubadours and remember the old ways of old educations sociales.Dormir Llames necessary and there are those who give you a bed, rested!.

The next day brings us ceaselessly into the heart of the Picos de Europa and desert heart of the Spain reconquered, that Santina, the basilica with its red rock off the sun in the evenings of autumn.

Our horses and companions, ready, face the hill of call, followed by the riverside forests Piloña where salmon last rite of life give everything for spawn and give continuity to their genes. In the summer we will see their nests, marked by perfect circles, where male and female spawn in the ritual dance of the choirs continuidad.Llegamos where the Sierra still protects us and I spotted Sueve Cangas de Onis.

We entered the ancient capital of Spain by Vega of the Home, Villanueva with the old Romanesque monastery of San Pedro today a national parador. We went in Cangas de Onis and the first chapel, where the monolith buried in his gut tells us that Mother Nature is something that invaded the human heart from the most ancient beginnings. The streets where tourism is clear, we open path to the back of our tireless friends arrived to the famous "Roman Bridge" from Cangas de Onis. I admire the look and of course we crossed and if the rocks feel revive thousands of ancient battles that occurred there.

Go back to the right bank of the river Sella salmon par excellence, its their spawning salmon preserves (salmon spawning areas) more people, Soto de Cangas, La Riera, El armed with, where is the "Museum of Ceramics" and "House of clocks. "

Following the path of the Prince at the foot of the cathedral we put at the foot of the Santa Cueva, mesmerized by the sound of his fall and water. Stairs that lead to the summit of the world, we put at the feet of this small and gallant Santina. The Basilica, which is pervasive in the evening with his immense stained red, Pelayo with sword raised seems to guard the cradle of the Spanish. Our horses seem to perceive that here feels the spirit of the reconquista.

Enjoy good food and lived it entertained by any new adventures.

Horse riding in Asturias: FOREST RESERVE OF SOMIEDO OSER

  Duration: 4 days

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Lamuño start of our adventure, leaving their people behind us with forests and beaches. We look at the mountain of mountains that winds have herds of wild horses and wild cattle, which graze free in their stop with the senses alert in case the wolf is hungry.

Upload and watch the marine rasa that soon we will see, in order to stop cross road extensions of the people who once crossed our path vaqueiros Somiedo pastures.

Spina cattle town par excellence. Sleep, eat, talk, and get up and cross their large stands, guns that lead to Tuña, village that opens doors Somiedo with its forests of beech mountain roads frequented by bears, wolves, cows, horses. Tuña rural tranquility at the foot of the mountain dens, steep trails that lead us to remote villages, which will give us shelter way of our goal, reach the first forest depending on the season we got drunk with green or brown red orange yellow etc. .

Los Cadavales a must for adventurers who decide to enter through the mountains to the land of bears, close down caleyas while our eyes look to the horizon for immensity in the distance Tejitas give us timeless feel, feeling their own original primeval forests for authenticity make us feel life, that we brañas

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We went to step paused, as we expect 6 intense days, where the start takes us to crown the Sierra Winds. The free horses they look unbelievers, looking back is inevitable because there is the coast beginning of our journey, ahead on the horizon sketched the outlines of mountain after mountain. We know that we have to cross.

The change of scenery, traditions and people will be a continuous daily. Back is the sea, as we move towards the First Peoples vaqueiros.

At first the mountains are tenuous, road widths, we will see herds of horses at liberty, eventually arrive at The Spina, village livestock, sleeping, eating and more good horse, in this environment becomes apparent tradition livestock through its vast prairies.

Stage quiet, but people eat, ride it is treading the path of Santiago toward Tineo, in which sausages are excellent.

The path follows and leads us to contemplate the monastery Obona really beautiful in their loneliness and where the reference oldest on the cider, and cider that is not missing! Therefore we must continue, dinner with the famous sausage and other meat ahead.

Sleeping at home and the next day Herminia face of the Sierra Hospital, a name that derives from the old hospitals for pilgrims: one of them is stone, but wild horses, hawks, wolves and other animals are rampant por estos lares. On the front 2 ports with heights of 1,500 meters

As not appoint people Montefurado where tunnels that made the Romans tell us about the gold in these lands there. Crossing runs entertaining, good sleeping and eating ahead in the House Rectoral people of the Bureau. The game can be a good choice for dinner!.

The wind crowned the Sierra foothills us that their houses, unique machines that do impresionarían Don Quixote, and after that crown mountains, our eyes and minds are flooded with the landscape that surrounds us. We expected a big letdown with a drop of 200m to 1200m one hour contemplating the reservoir of grandas Salime.

We face the people and abandoned facilities of the workers of the large reservoir, there fantaseando climb among ruins impressed by the gap that step by step exceed our horses.

Across the doors of Oscos, this is where we leave the path of the Apostle to enter the world of water, because according to enter these lands green with water piped music with us continuously; mills, mallets Romans, mountains, forests, mines, waterfalls, trees thousands people, forges palaces.

Truly a land other than where the colors penetrate our bodies as hechizándonos. Good eating the kind treatment we will spend 3 unforgettable days, that remataremos exited Taramundi, where water flooding our senses again, as we explain how in the past became usable energy in all fields of science mundane expressed accurately ferreiros famous in this town.

Eating while the scent left behind marine 6 days again invade dimly air and until the next soon to be.

ROUTE of SALMON - of LAKE VALLEY - LAKES of SALIENCIA - CALZADA ROMAN - TORRESTÍO

    Length: 5 days

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We count the details of our little adventure, it starts at Llamuño where exit from crossing the mountainous winds abound where wild horses and cows Brave. Also rampant lately that the wolves look like the sea. Vaqueiros cross peoples and Indians road Cornellana salmon capital of Spain.

Then pick the path of Salmon (perfected by us). We will see their wells salmon, their frezaderos little deep and remansados where salmon mate (frezan) and lay their eggs. Also crossing their productive plains where they grow corn, and fabes yesteryear was cultivated snuff it still can see the huge drying in several villages in the plains of the river Narcea. Of course we still encauzamos and by the affluent Pigüeña also route salmon. In this we captivate her big chestnut and its crystalline waters. We arrived at the dam Silviella where after a tough climb appears Meruxa. Here we sleep in a huge shelter, with an eagerness to ride the next day by the Roman road from the table in the direction of Torrestío and Saliencia.

Amanece and after preparing our horses boots by the moors of the table. Brañas vaqueiras with authentic and huge teitos, eagles, vultures, a slab Roman forests on both sides of the mountains, plains and a special Cueirola Vega, with their two or three km long, green pastures, their horses, their cows and wild animals that we might not see but that "habelos hailos."

We peaks between grandiose and impressive until braña of La Magdalena from where in a dizzying decline we approach Saliencia, beautiful people as a people and surrounded by stunning natural wonders, but we will have to wait to see them. Before dinner and sleep at Barnabas House, two days walk around it.

Passing through the Braña of officers we see the heavyweights who keep cattle with huge collars fence just in case the wolf. Torrestío people leonés Asturian spirit, good cider, rich meat, sweets and of course spirits raised granaries. Back with the full belly we descend the Farrapona The High, which is where tourists come motor. We quickly find an alternate path along the river and crossing their green plains back to Saliencia. And eat more and more sleep, because the next day we have a special stage, Lakes Saliencia (Cerveiriz, Calabazosa, Mine and Cave).

The next day we cross the path of Peaks Albos Valley Lake. Its people, its lake, its valley, their forests, of course there are no words that can describe so much beauty and again to eat at Lake Valley and then a beautiful fall until Pola of Somiedo where our adventure with great regret ends of MOMENT …….

6 NIGHTS HOTEL AND ALL INCLUSIVE

TAPIA

    Length: 5 days.

Crossing which will be covered almost the entire west coast of Asturias, from Cudillero until Tapia.

Beaches that will give us the opportunity to desenfrenarnos with our horses gallop, with its charming coves that we will be free, changing colors sailors who will be joy to our eyes.

Villages with its aromas sailors, we will feel the stomach thinking of the exquisite meat that lie ahead, civilization natural that in their streets will enjoy what we lived and live, lodgings, hotels that will give us his peace rest retumbar helmet to enter and leave such beautiful villages.

Roads that since the remoteness deceive us with their flat continuity, nothing is less true, as the coastal rasa this continuous throats cut, with its unique microclimate that we put into a world of lush vegetation, streams, mills, which salmon rivers left behind once crisscrossed with loins of the horses.

Nature reserves that will give us sand to gallop, we galopadas lead to release accumulated tension, while salt water dotted with our horses wets our body. Arriving impressive views at the foot of cliffs changing us will feel alive to the heights and so brave breakers of the sea.