Next day we headed south to Beja, which is a neat hill town which we entered finding the castle free to wander through and the nearby church open.
We then drove down its narrow winding one way system and became completely lost fruitlessly looking for the bus station to try to get a ticket to Spain, taking at least an hour to find our way out through enclave suburbs, passing the same point several times over (something that has been repeated in just about every Portugese, Spanish and Italian hill town since!
The old city wall
From Beja we traveled south and then west crossing into the two ranges of Sierras driving up into high wooded country with great views from the summit of the passes.
We eventually wound through the hills to the hill town of Monchique which serves the alpine district in terms of silviculture and other mountain economies.
From there we wound around the edge of a second range of Sierras with long-distance views all the way of the narrow stretch of coastal lowlands, finally coming down to the coast.