We awoke to overcast skies but rain was not forecast so we set out to climb Puig des Tossals Verds, the highest of the Tossals group at 1118 m.
We parked at the Font de Noguer close to Cuber reservoir and followed the GR221 along side the Canal des Embassaments, the water channel that carries water from Gorg Blau to Cuber. Today it was dry.
Crossing over the channel we began to climb through the holm oak wood towards the Coll des Coloms, Pigeon Pass. At the signposts at the coll we turned right to begin the steady climb up through the woods. The signposts indicated that it would take us 1 hour 5 min to the summit. After about 30 min we emerged from the woods close to an old snow pit. From here a narrow track to our left led to the summit. It is well marked with little Mallorcan cairns and there are no technical bits.
Just on the edge of the woodland Janice pointed to a small white dot in the undergrowth. On closer inspection it was a flower that I had never seen before. It was pure white but half hidden in the dense foliage. A photographers nightmare. A bit like wedding photography. Do you expose for the brides white dress or the grooms dark suit?My little compact did its best but the flower was a bit burnt out. However it gave me enough info to identify it.
I think it is Cephalanthera longfolia, the Narrow leaved Helleborine.
The flowers remain closed except when it is warm and sunny and the leaves are thin and hairless. Despite searching around we only found the one specimen.
Soon we were at the summit and could rest and admire the 360 degree view.
Tony looking out towards Massanella
Conditions were changing by the minute with occasional busts of sunlight enhancing the views. It was good to sit here in the quiet and see some of my favourite mountains from an unfamiliar angle.
Puig Major, its summit obscured by cloud.
All to soon it was time to begin our descent.
The weather was starting to clear and on the final stretch alongside the canaletta we could look down on Gorg Blau.
It had been a marvellous day. Conditions were superb. The heavy clouds and bursts of sunshine added to the mood. Much better than clear blue skies.
I have stitched one or two images together to try and recreate the experience from the summit.
Looking south towards the sugar-loaf mountains.
Looking east towards Massanella and Gorg Blau
Back at the car I was knackered and needed a quick siesta before the journey back to Porto Soller and a nice cool beer.