...place. All the classic images are already posted, but I'm going to post a few more. The red of the rock really is red, it's not your PC screen. It was overcast all day, windy and threatening rain, but we had a fine climb. Loads of folk (I'd say about 30) on the trail. We started opposite the abandoned Camping Selba de Oza, a bit further up the road. There are now new green signposts in various places, including one just by the turning to the Ramiro Monje campamento (for Acher), but hidden in the trees, so if you're not looking for it you're unlikely to spot it!
"As an adolescent I aspired to lasting fame, I craved factual certainty, and I thirsted for a meaningful vision of human life - so I became a scientist. This is like becoming an archbishop so you can meet girls."