Yesterday I went with Tia Angela and my Soares cousins to the Fajã do Ouvidor. What's a fajã, you ask? Well, it's a geological formation found almost exclusively on São Jorge. I'm an amateur geologist thanks to nerding out in and remembering way too much of Dr. Lopez's Physical Geology class at West Valley, so I'm working on some posts about Azorean (and maybe even Portuguese?) geology in the coming days. This blog is going to be fun and (eventually) educational, too!
I went to Santa Cruz last Thursday and bid the Pacific goodbye as part of my plan to touch two oceans in the space of one week.
However, when I got to the fajã, the Atlantic was a bit... moody.
Walking down to the poça (I guess in English you'd call it a swimming hole), it was a little bit brisk:
So much then for my two oceans, one week plan. I think I got enough salt spray in my face making that video that I still deserve credit on a technicality. Still, there's something to be said for the romance of trekking through gorgeous black claws of basalt on a windswept day. Enjoy!
Accuate-ish transcript of my video because the wind stole my voice like Ursula stole Ariel's:
ReplyDeleteDown here at the Fajã do Ouvidor, Just a brisk, refreshing day, you know. I can taste the salt in my mouth from the ocean blowing it around. Juuuuuust a liiiiiitle bit brisk. When the weather isn't this exciting, people go swimming down here.
Look at all that basalt. That mafic rock. It's enough to make an amateur geologist swoon.