magnificent aerial footage of one of the most fantastic scenery of Geres, Portugal. The Misarela Bridge.
The Misarela Bridge is located on the Rabagão River, about a kilometer from its mouth in the river Cávado in the parish of Ferral, municipality Montalegre Vila Real district of Portugal. Links the parishes of Ruivães in Vieira do Minho, to the Ferral, in the municipality of Montalegre. It was built in the Middle Ages and rebuilt in the early nineteenth century.
It is classified as a Public Interest since 30 November 1993. It is located at the bottom of a steep ravine, based on the cliffs and some elevation above the bed of the river, being supported by a single arc with about 13 meters span. According to local legend, this bridge was built by the Devil himself:
“There was a wicked man in the land of In Douro, whom justice doggedly pursued for various crimes and always eluded, how knowledgeable he was hiding places provided by nature. Cramped, but very close, he plunged into a day in the backcountry and erring, found himself suddenly to the edge of a torrential river in alpine and ghastly place, the cliff of rocks and the roar of the water that there is despenhavam in furious flurry. He called the evil to the Angel-Mau and so was invoke it, the devil appeared to him. ‘it makes me bridge the gap and give you my soul,’ I told him. the Devil accepted the pact and launched a bridge over the stream. the reprobate went and went without looking back as he was required, but soon he felt great crash, as many stones that derrocavam, and no one else heard the makeshift bridge. the years oped and, finally, it was time for passing. Moribund and repented, confessed to the priest his covenant. This was the site of the bridge and treated equal pact with the Devil. The bridge reappeared and the priest went, but taking rapid, a rosemary branch, dipped it in the deep blue sea carrying hidden three times sprinkled, making the sign of the cross and saying the sacramental words of exorcisms. The same was doing it to disappear is the Devil, leaving the air filled with an acrid and thick steam, pitch and resin, wrapped with suffocating smell of sulfur, standing the bridge. “