This place was sculpted by ice,” said my hiking guide Rodrigo Marques, as he gestured towards granite ridges that receded into the distance like a dark, choppy Atlantic ocean. “These deep U-shaped valleys, the plateaus among the peaks – they are all from the movement of glaciers during the last Ice Age.”
Comparisons to distant landscapes – Dartmoor’s tors, the Scottish Highlands, the Alpine foothills – came to mind as I scanned the rugged mountain scenery around us. Yet only a couple of hours earlier, a sweatier version of me had hopped into a hire car in Porto. Countless hairpin turns later, we were deep into the country’s interior at Serra da Estrela Nature Park. With some points at 1,250 metres above sea level, it was 10 degrees cooler than in the city, and unlike any Portuguese landscape I’ve laid eyes on before.
