What Funchal reveals on foot
There is a moment, usually somewhere along the seafront, when Madeira stops being a destination and starts being a personality.
We are walking from Funchal to Câmara de Lobos, and the island is introducing itself in the way it always does: all at once, and all on its own terms. A bronze statue of Baden Powell catches the eye first. The scouts are thriving here, we learn, and there is something quietly pleasing about that. Then we round a corner and there he is, Ronaldo, immortalised in another statue outside his own museum, because on Madeira, football runs almost as deep as the levadas. We wander through tropical gardens and past the grand façade of Reid's Hotel, which has welcomed everyone from George Bernard Shaw to Gregory Peck, and which still carries itself with the particular confidence of somewhere that has always known its own worth.
Then, quite unexpectedly, we find ourselves next to a line of taxi drivers. They are protesting about port taxes, but they could not be more good-natured about it. We stop, we talk, they laugh. This is Madeira. The warmth of its people is not a tourist-brochure claim; it is simply what happens when you walk slowly enough to let a place in.
We end up in a tiny harbour, and there, on a bench, is a statue of Winston Churchill. Another famous visitor, another layer of the island's remarkable story. The whole walk has taken us perhaps a few kilometres, but it has felt like an entire education.
This is our Complete Madeira walking holiday, a three-centre adventure that takes us from Funchal on the south coast to the quiet town of Ponta do Sol, and on to the remote northwest village of Porto Moniz. It is, quite simply, one of the most characterful walking holidays I lead. Madeira has a character all of its own, built from the levadas, the mountains, the coastal paths, the volcanic rock formations, the flowers, and the fact that it really is the island of year-round spring. Who doesn't love walking in the springtime?