Valdecañada. Id translate that as valley on the drovers way. It is located behind Monte Pajariel and is linked by a track to Toral de Merayo, one which I occasionally run along (and where I once came across a possee of pig slaughterers washing intestines in the river!) The village itself is an elongated affair wedged into a tight valley and populated by elderly people, chickens and dogs and the said drovers way probably ran up the Morredero Pass (a place to die) and onward to wherever Like several village teams around here Valdecañada football club is dependent on the support of a football crazy mayor who naturally is guaranteed a place in the starting 11 (its my village, so Ill pick the team ).Most of the players probably come from Ponferrada though and as there is no football pitch they play their home games in another village several miles away. They are also a mid-table outfit. Could this be the opportunity for the aluminium boys to snatch a point or three?
Here are a couple of photos of Morredero after last weekends snowfall. Might try and get up there on Sunday.
