Large house with 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms, fireplace and large outdoor spaces in the countryside but also very close to the rural town three large cities of Asturias. The property consists of a large house on 2 floors (The Old Stable) and consists of three bedrooms lounge dining kitchen and 3 bathrooms.
The house has a large garden and private area with barbecue and garden furniture to enjoy the cool evenings relaxing. Children can also play games etc..
In the nearby village there are two bars with typical food, home and depending on the season you can eat a ñocla with a bottle of cider, octopus, hunting etc all at affordable prices.
Cultural visits are another activity very easy from here since jurassico museum, village of Asturias, Roman villa museum, ETC
Golf: The area has a great variety of golf courses, the closer it is to 3.5 kms 'The Balagares'.
Activities: Horseback riding, canoeing, etc.
Where to eat: Nearby is a wonderful fishing villages of Candas, Luanco, Cudillero or bowls where you can eat seafood and the most delicious fish. Inside there are several good places to eat grilled meat or famous Cachopo.
Beaches: Depending on the type you are looking for there is a great variety in 10-20 mins of houses: to surf, take dogs, city beaches, small, large etc.
Fishing villages: The house is located near the most beautiful fishing villages of Asturias from Luanco or Candas, 10 minutes, or Cudillero bowls less than 30 mins.
Markets: regualarmente are held a variety of markets to farm products or medieval craft markets.
We loclizados very near motorway exit (5 mins) of the motorway (exit Montico zalia) from our location can go both extremosd and Asturias in no time.
Located in a rural area but at the same time very close to beaches (10 min) and cities (Oviedo, Gijón and Avilés 10 min)
The area is very quiet with mountain and road routes to Santiago. You can stroll in areas suitable for bike for it.
Enjoy the gardens of the house while your children are with farm animals (chickens, Dwarf Goat, sheep etc.).
Discover Asturias Before it is too late. This is a marvelous article in the Observer newspaper written by Paul Richardson and sums up why everyone Should visit Asturias.
Why is a secret unspoilt Asturias I just Have to share
Acclaimed food writer Paul Richardson lives in southern Spain is the northern But It Asturias region of fertile valleys with STIs and stunning coast - and Distinctive food and drink - That I have friends to explore historical tells Before It's Too Late
Do not get me started About Asturias. I Could go on and on about this little-visited region inexplicably wedged Between Galicia and Cantabria along the north coast of Spain. I Have Been Known to get very boring About STI dramatic landscapes, superb beaches STI, STI excellent food, unique pre-Romanesque ITS architecture, ITS affable locals, and the strange Fact That, as yet, Few people seem to share my unbridled Enthusiasm for the place.
Asturias is very Spanish in Some Ways, and surprisingly unlike the rest of the country in Many Others. Its Celtic, Atlantic is the polar opposite culture of the indolent, sherry-sipping, sun-lounging outdoor life of the Mediterranean.
The greenness of Asturias is astounding you, especially if you're coming from the parched plains of the Spanish south. You might Also Argue That the region is a microcosm of Spain as a whole, cramming everything from borders ITS Into snowy mountains to sandy beaches, humble tapas bars to avant-garde restaurants, local and from raucous parties to silent valleys bears and wolves still WHERE roam. The community has no FEWER than 24 nature reserves, national park Including one and three of Spain's largest nature reserves
Where I live, in the Spanish south, three months of spring HAD gone by without a drop of rain, and the countryside bore a withered, desperate look. Tired of dust and unseasonal heats, I wanted greenness and pleasantness, mountain streams and ocean views. So I worked up a trip, my fourth or fifth to the region, That would take in a little of Each of the things I love About Asturias: the rural essences, the modest urban pleasures, the beaches and the wild interior, the traditional single the fab food and contemporary cuisine.
I'd start out in Oviedo, the delightful capital, counterpoint to the rough-and-tumble harbor town of Gijon, Which is the region's second city. Then I'd devote a day to cider, another to cheese - Because Asturias is the uncontested cheese HQ of Spain - a day to the Alpine landscapes of the Picos de Europa, and another to the coast. I Drove north-through Castile, Taking the motorway That high mountain passes-through powers, past lakes and staggering peaks, Before turning downhill Suddenly Into a world of green chestnut woods and rich pastures, and depositing Eventually you in Oviedo.
History and geography dictate the way a place looks, feels and tastes. Asturias Was a seven nation and kingdom Ferdinand and Isabella Centuries Before Spain invented, and it Formed the cradle of the reconquista, by Which the rest of the peninsula WAS Eventually won back from the Moors. (Indeed, a popular Saying has it that 'Spain is Asturias - the rest is Conquered Territory'.)
The Geographical barrier of the Picos de Europa, cutting off access from the south, made Asturias The Most isolated part of the country. Hence, Perhaps, the idiosyncrasy. And the omnipresent reek of history. Oviedo Has some of Spain 's most venerable buildings - Such as Santa Maria del Naranco, an exquisite pre-Romanesque church in green pastures in September above-the city, built for the Asturian King Ramiro I in the mid-ninth century. San Julián de los Prados, dating from the early ninth century, is a tiny magical and richly painted inside Whose church Reminds you what a debt Christianity owes to the Orient.
If Asturias is a series of pleasant surprises, Oviedo Often eat as the first of Them. It's a compact, handsome little city, charmingly buttoned-up, With A provincial and bourgeois air, where 'people on street corners and stop the women wear Their hair in perms. It says something about the fastidious character of Oviedo That here, uniquely for Spain, rubbish collection happens on a daily basis. (It Routinely wins awards for Europe's cleanest city.)
Oviedo HAD Along With Barcelona star billing in Woody Allen's Vicky Cristina Barcelona. Woody is a huge fan of the city, has responded by putting Which up a bronze statue of him in the street. There is a lively culture life here (the Campoamor opera house is a classic 19th-century chocolate-box theater, where 'Placido Domingo and Montserrat Caballe Have sung), a superb produce market, Some wonderful old pastry shops (Camilo de Blas, Rialto, Peñalba), and two or three of the country's best restaurants. On That first day I had lunch at Casa Fermin, where 'the day's menu included is Bass with clams, wild salmon from the local Sella River with yogurt and vanilla, and hand-caught octopus with potato cream and parsley oil.
Asturias Spanish shares the passion for food. Traditional Asturian cuisine is wonderful In Its plainness, honesty, and heartiness. Uncontested monarch of local dishes is the Asturian bean stew, a take-no-Prisoners stew of fabas (big white beans) with a compendium of smoked meats and sausages. Thereafter comes the rest of the repertoire: fried anglerfish (monkfish pieces deep-fried), vegetable stew (stew), Pie (a savory flat foot thick With A crust), torto corn (maize-flour flatbread, fried puffs Until It up, With Various accompaniments) ...
Cheese is a very big deal. Asturian Cheeses are Many and various, the best of them (like Cabrales, Gamoneu, Afuega'l Pitu, Los Beyos) Reflecting In Their intense flavors all the verdant richness of the countryside. The seafood, landed at the busy fishing ports of Gijón and Avilés ballasts, is second to none. Beside the Fontan market in Oviedo I saw a restaurant menu announcing That All ITS WAS Both wild fish and local - a luxury inconceivable in the fished-out Mediterranean.
There is very little wine made in northerly latitudes These, so what Tends to go with All This is the Asturian Asturian food drink by definition: cider. From Oviedo I Drove to Nava, cider capital of the region, where 'Jose Maria Osorio, president of the local cidermakers' guild, took me to see a traditional cider, the Estrada, Which Makes not only the fruit of cider from apple-Its Own trees, But in an oak Serves it cider-house-lined, Along With plates of cheese and sausage. The cider WAS drawn in a powerful jet from a giant chestnut barrel in a gloomy cellar, It Was and spicy and woody-scouringly dry palate. Asturias has Almost 250 Varieties of apple, José María Told me, the great Majority of Which are Quickly Moving Towards extinction. At Valveran, another cider, ciders I tasted of the new generation (Known as the newly expressed) Which can be served in posh restaurants without anybody raising an eyebrow, and sweet dessert ciders and sparkling ciders and cider brandy, Asturias's answer to Calvados.
The cider-house can be a puzzle rules at first, But They Are Easily Understood With A little observation. Cider is always served in Asturias escanciada, Which Means Poured Into the cider is the glass from a great height, the oxygen it acquires on the way down giving the drink an essential kick of freshness. The cider is downed in one, but a little is always left at the bottom of the glass, custom dictating That This Must Be chucked out onto the floor. The reason for this practice is a mystery, THOUGH it Seems likely to date back to a Celtic Belief in Returning to the earth a part of what it Gave you.
On a fresh May morning after a rainshower, the sun shone on fields of apple trees loaded with blossom. I Turned off the main road and Drove inland, to left and right Were villages of stone houses with slate roofs and the pagoda-like forms of the barns, wooden granaries on stone pillars raised to keep out the rats. Above the densely wooded villages Were Hillsides with chestnut, pine, and eucalyptus. And in the distance a line of mountains Stood sugar-iced with snow: the famous Picos de Europa, so-Called Because These peaks I were the first things mariners saw of the continent when to Returning from Their long expeditions to distant seas.
In the fields round about, brown cows grazed indolently on an lushest green salad of the pasture I Had ever seen. Asturias is dairy plant. In a country not fond of dairy products Traditionally, this is one region that loves unashamedly Them. An Estimated 40 Different Cheeses are produced within The ITS BORDERS, three of Which Have Designation of Origin status. Few places in the world - events in France - can boast Such cheesy variety over Such a modest surface area.
The Cotera Diaz Have Their family home and dairy in the village of Arenas de Cabrales, But Keep Their 28 cows in a stable beside the Cares river. When I visited, the husband and wife Were busy milking, the rattle of a generator mingling With The roar of a mountain river swollen with ice-melt from the high mountains. (Its blue-gray waters Were, and crystal clear.) The family Spécialisé in Cabrales, a blue cheese Which is one of Spain's finest and a worthy rival to Stilton and Roquefort Both. It packs a powerful punch, and Often Benefits from a good Draught cider to soften STI of piquant aftertaste.
While the parents Worked, Their are Explained to me the family's traditional routine, common cheese-making among Families hereabouts. As soon as school closes in June, the family goes up Into the high pastures of the Picos, Where They spend the whole summer With The herd, making Cheeses Which Will Be Brought down in September to cure in special caves.
The custom of transhumance has Declined, But The caves are still an irreplaceable element in the making of Both Cabrales and the other great Asturian blue cheese, Gamonedo. After a simple but highly calorific lunch at Casa Moran in Benia de Onis (stew Followed by rice pudding dessert Asturian number one and a rice pudding to conjure with), I visited the cave Cotera Diaz family, dripping corridor to the mountainside Into bored , With The Maturing Cabrales laid out on wooden shelves. Inside It was dark and musty and damp, With a powerful stink in the oxygen-Deprived That would send claustrophics atmosphere and cheese-haters screaming Into the fresh air.
Next day I met Guillermo Up With Tomorrow, a retired physician Whose overriding passion is the Asturian mountain landscape. William've Spent Most Of His Life exploring every nook and cranny, every peak and valley of the Somiedo and Networks nature reserves, the primordial woodlands of Muniellos, and His greatest love, the magic mountains of Picos de Europa. I Proposed to simple half-day trek from Following the river Cares ITS birthplace in the heights of the mountains down a narrow mountain gorge, the Rio Cares Gorge.
We Began in the village of Cain, for Centuries Entirely cut off from the outside world and, as STIs name might suggest, Regarded by outsiders as a village of the damned. From there we Entered the gorge, a dark canyon of Tolkien-esque proportions, With A path carved out of the rock face skirting the cliffs. From far below us Came the muffled thunder of the river. Far Above, in the Gap Between the cliffs, if you strained your neck and your Watched footsteps, You Could just see the snow-capped peaks, sparkling in the sun.
It was an unforgettable walk, and the lunch at the end of it was not bad either: 11 courses of tasting menu at the Michelin-starred Casa Marcial in Arriondas, Which Along With Casa Gerardo in Prendes, is the showcase for the Most Important new Asturian cuisine. Nacho Manzano, chef at Casa Marcial, cooks and lives in the village house WHERE I grew up and was born, and parents historical WHERE Had a small shop sold everything from socks That and shoes to tinned sardines. There Was a dance hall on the first floor, a cider press in the basement.
Over the years Nacho has historical Brought Modernization of Asturian cuisine to a high pitch of refinement: his torto of corn is as light as feather, historical pitu of caleya rice (a rice dish made of meat With The free-range cockerel to) is Accompanied by densely flavored and deliciously aromatised to somehow scallop with fresh cucumber and green pepper.
As a cold dank night Fell mist rolled down from the mountains. My luck HAD run out, i told myself: the rain, regular Protagonist of the Asturian climate, WAS back. By the morning, however, it cleared again and the HAD Atmosphere was uncannily bright, like When You Turned up the contrast and color on an old TV set. Perfect weather for beach-hunting. I Turned Towards Oviedo back on the E70 and from west to east Drove along the Asturian coast - rebaptised for the tourist market Incipient as the Costa Verde.
For years I Have Been Saying to anyone who'd listen That Some of the best beaches in the country are to be found along this stretch of coast. At Barayo, for instance, a pristine valley protected from all possible Development, Inhabited only by otters, the river Reaches the sea in a majestic arc of sand. Or Playa del Silencio, aptly named, dramatic rock formations WHERE encircle a lonely beach, or, loveliest of all, Torimbia, a beautiful sandy bay mouthwateringly, utterly unspoilt, Which like all the world's best beaches, can only be Reached on foot. On this May morning Was not there at Torimbia a soul to be seen; the water as calm as WAS a mirror, and an appetising, if misleading shade of blue glassy. (Misleading, Because the Atlantic is not the Med, and only in the months of July and August would MOST people think it wise to immerse Themselves in it.)
So the Costa Verde has unspoilt beaches, it has a series of Also unspoilt harbor towns strung along the coast like a pearl necklace. Ribadesella - once the summer stamping-ground of the Princess Letizia, wife of Prince Felipe, heir to the Spanish throne - and Cudillero, picturesque yet genuine. Proper weights is a fishing village with winding cobbled streets - You Could Be in Cornwall. At Llanes, in the far east, a long thin harbor winds up from the sea Into a medieval quarter with crumbly palaces, and the sculptor Agustín Ibarrola has painted the concrete cubes of the harbor wall in dazzling colors and madcap designs.
Outside Llanes, easternmost of Asturian coastal towns, is Where the idyll ends. II was shocked to see the building going on in the strip of land Between the mountains and the sea, the rash of ugly housing estates mostly built as second homes for holidaymakers from the Basque country, and the wide swathe of brand-new motorway, built to Them Easier access to give what is increasingly a colony of Bilbao. Sad to say, not Have Been Learned lessons from the destruction of Spain's other costs, and It Seems That this pristine coastline events is on the way to Being ruined, and there is nothing That you or I can do About It.
Perhaps the only solution is for you and me to get there while there's still time, and to tell our friends. I always tell the coast of Mine That Asturias - Along With the mountains, the architecture, the people, and the food - is Almost Certainly one of Spain's last great unknown treasures. But Then I would say that.
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