Finding Font Viva

The most unexpected part of the day actually came after we returned from the ride. Raye and I hiked into the canyon behind our hotel. We followed a stream all the way back to the point it comes up out of the ground in a spring called Font Viva. It was a beautiful, intimate spring set far back into the rocks, and we were delighted to actually find it. The water was as cold as ice and clear as glass. We could see smooth round rocks of all sizes lying beneath the surface, and a leaf floating slowly along the water’s edge. In the stillness of the canyon, we could hear a tiny sound emanating from the water as it spilled over a few of the rocks and into a small pool below. So peaceful. I thought about some of the pristine waterways in Arkansas that are well known and well loved by many, both for recreation as well as relaxation. We are blessed to live in a part of the country that is home to such natural beauty. Riding motorcycles through it is one of our greatest pleasures.

After a hot shower and a quick check of email, once again we gather with our companions on the deck overlooking the farmland surrounding the hotel as well as the valley beyond. It is yet another stunning sunset, and we unwind from the day until it is nearly gone before moving inside for dinner. The food is all locally grown or caught, depending on what you ordered. I enjoyed another fantastic meal of foix gras, veal stew, cream cake and espresso. The cabernet is from a local vineyard, and we are all very impressed with its quality. One of our friends from California has quite the palate as well as the nose for great wine. With his blessing, we all declare it a find and are determined to take home some of this hearty, robust Spanish wine, Castell Del Remei 2005 Gotim Bru.

Sleep comes easily for Raye, but I cannot rest. I stand out on our balcony this evening and drink it all in. Even under the stars, this is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. In fact, the Pyrenees countryside shines more brightly at night. I finally lie down quietly singing a song that seems well suited for the moment: “It’s a wonderful night for a moondance…” Leave it to Van Morrison to know just what to say.