If you’d like to know a bit more about the history of the Douro Valley – check this post out.
Ribbons of bright green grape leaves alternated with golden stone walls as far as I could see along the steep banks of Portugal’s Douro River.
Cantilevered steps led up hand-stacked dry stone walls to narrow ledges, where the schist rock had been crumbled, also by hand, to make the soil. The terraces, planted with rows of vines, basked in the early summer sunshine.
Portugal’s beautiful Douro Valley embodies history of port wine.
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