Talking of blurry pictures. I inadvertently got caught up in the return pilgrimage with our Nossa Senhora, after leaving the ferry at the jetty in Olhâo. This shot was taken after rummaging around for my black camera case, in my black back pack. By the time I had the thing switched on, they had almost passed me!

The Pilgrims sauntered along the road, clasping candles that flickered, whilst they sang in very low tones. The atmosphere was incredibly moving, I have to say.

Same day, a fire broke out in Alportel. It was one day after full moon and as she rose, she seemed to burn red, before she was sucked up into the cloud of smoke caused by the raging fire. It was a dramatic site indeed. I screeched to a halt and quickly took some shots before she disappeared again!