The last two weeks of August are usually the warmest of the year in Montsant. We decided to go to the mountains for a few days for a change of weather. The Pyrenees are about three and a half hours away. It feels like springtime there with grass growing and wildflowers blooming. The air is like breathing pure refrigerated oxygen. We spent three days hiking mountain trails. The air was so full of green aromas that I could almost feel myself turning into a plant.
Because these mountain valleys were so isolated until relatively recently, they were spared the war,wear and tear most of Spain has experienced over the centuries. The are some truly exquisite old churches that have survived without molestation or remodelling. This area is a ski resort in winter but the tourist presence this time of year is low and slow. We were probably the rowdiest people in the campground.