Forty on the Way Down
We pulled in at the Mirador de Guise y Ayose and after photographing the statues there like everyone else (I have yet to post those photos, stay tuned) I pointed the camera at this little red-ringed 40 sign keeping watch by the road. Which is funny, because the view behind it is the whole reason anyone stops here: the central spine of Fuerteventura folding down into the Atlantic, lit up like someone had turned up the contrast knob on the hills while leaving the sea a flat, hazy blue. The […]







