Indeed here on this very mountain roamed ancient wise men, mystics and prophets who sanctified every stone and every spring. The priests of Zeus and the followers of Pan the strict virgins who accompanied Venus, the Maenads dedicated to Dionysus and the pious monks of Orthodoxy, have all left their footprints on this blessed land. Each path on Mainalo, every refuge, every cool spring, has to tell a tale.
Myth becomes history, and facts become legends. The gods converse with people and paradoxical flames of a secret reality become the signposts of superb routes. Mount Mainalo is both a natural and cultural phenomenon. The rich flora and rebellious fauna are the raw materials. It is no coincidence that the ecosystem of Mainalo was incorporated into the network of protection and promotion of Natura 2000. It is an ark of life, untouched and constantly in motion.
The largest water table in the Peloponnese flows through Mainalo and wherever it springs up it refreshes the land. In this sustainable workshop of nature, man since antiquity has prospered, become domesticated and raised livestock, found religion, and developed the arts and culture. He built beautiful villages to live and develop in and when necessary he fought to keep this beauty impenetrable and sanctified the forests with his blood. Virgil, Ovid, Goethe, Schiller all sang about Mount Mainalo.
In many ways it is this 1980 metre-high mountain, which triggered the global adoration for the Arcadia of shepherds and Gods. And this same Arcadia remains untouched, here, right in front of the modern explorer. Ostrakina and the gorge of Lucius, Arkoudorema and Vytina, Dimitsana and Tripoli are living heritages of the bewitched Arcadia.
Mount Mainalo is standing guard and it always calls to us with the rustling of its leaves to follow its enchanting trails.
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