Fuseta is in the centre of an expanse of salt pans, some still used, some derelict. These give the area an almost surreal feel as you walk amongst the mirror calm pools. The pans attract a wide variety of wading birds, including flamingos, which for someone who has only seen them in zoos before is surprising.
The new developments stretch from the town to the salt pans. During the winter these are pretty redundant, different it the summer when the water is being allowed to evaporate from these shallow pans leaving the salt behind.
The broken boundaries on the older pans create some interesting shapes and reflections.
Dawn is a strange time in this almost deserted location, the warm sun changes the mood.
One of the huts that houses the pumps ad machinery used during the summer.