{"id":1149,"date":"2018-05-14T16:53:51","date_gmt":"2018-05-14T14:53:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/travesiapirenaica.com\/?p=1149"},"modified":"2019-10-07T08:40:48","modified_gmt":"2019-10-07T06:40:48","slug":"pyrenees-navarra-isaba","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/travesiapirenaica.com\/en\/pirineos-navarra-isaba\/","title":{"rendered":"We let ourselves get lost in Isaba"},"content":{"rendered":"
Isaba<\/strong><\/a>a Pyrenean village if ever there was one, epicentre of the Roncal Valley<\/a>with its cobblestone floors and stone houses, eguzkilores<\/em> on the doors of the houses, ..., a defensive tower in its church, which crowns the town, ... Watched over at all times by the limestone mass that rises at its feet: under the peak of Ezkaurre.<\/p>\n Through Isaba runs the GR 11 - Pyrenean Path<\/a>on its way to the high mountain, climbing the very Ezkaurre<\/a>or bordering it on the grounds of Belabarze<\/a>.<\/p>\n From there, the road continues through the Valley to ascend the Belagua pass<\/strong> and get into the karst realms of Larra.<\/p>\n Our drift through the city began with a look at the orchards, where, with the winter season over, the soil was ready for the joys of spring and summer.<\/p>\n Colour had arrived in the gardens of the villa.<\/p>\n Traditional architecture, intermingled with the houses of the indianos and small details that make the view more pleasing to the eye.<\/p>\n A stop at the Cafeteria-Restaurant Idoia, where we review the photos of the walk through the village, with our notebook at hand, in the warmth of this fireplace, the heart of this space.<\/p>\n The impregnated soils did not escape our camera.<\/p>\n The Eguzkilore scares away evil spirits and omens; they can be found on many of the doors and windows.<\/p>\n Watching from on high.<\/p>\n Road to the Belagua pass<\/a>The area is made up of cultivated plains, dotted with fields, used for storage or as shelter for livestock, mainly sheep; remember that we are at the epicentre of the Roncal cheese<\/strong>.<\/p>\n We saw the Arrako dolmen<\/strong> in the Belagua Valley.<\/p>\n The \"path of the senses\" in the Rinc\u00f3n de Belagua invites us to feel the beech forest by smell or hearing. An enjoyment of nature without barriers.<\/p>\n We could not avoid approaching Zuriza. This is what the mass of Ezkaurre looked like. The weather had changed and the snow was falling timidly.<\/p>\n Without a doubt, the weather had changed, and the sunny spells we had in Isaba a few hours earlier were long gone.<\/p>\n READ ALSO:<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n
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Nos dejamos perder por Isaba<\/a><\/blockquote>