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November in the olive grove: the sound of the rods and the scent of new olive oil.


Olival

After October heralds the promise, November arrives with the sound of the rods, laughter on the hillsides, and the perfume that begins to emanate from the olive presses.


It is now that the olive grove reaches its peak—the baskets fill up, the conversations lengthen, and the landscape gains that golden glow that seems to come from within the earth.

The harvest is no longer just an expectation: it is a reality.


In each olive tree, an ancient story is repeating itself, and those who travel the roads of Trás-os-Montes and Alto Douro feel that time slows down so that everything happens at its right pace.


The Rhythm of the Harvest and the Olive Grove

In Trás-os-Montes and Alto Douro, November is synonymous with work and celebration.

The olive trees are at their peak, and the harvest takes place almost throughout the territory — some families maintain the traditional method, harvesting by hand, while others resort to mechanical tools to speed up the process.


However, there is little hurry: those who know the olive grove know that harvest time is also a time for togetherness. Between conversations, pauses, and laughter, the baskets fill up and the countryside gains sound and color.


The Mills Come to Life

Those who travel through the region now find open doors, lights on late into the night, and the sounds of machines grinding fruit harvested just hours before.

The olive press is the heart of the season—a place where effort gains aroma and where the landscape becomes flavor.


Visitors feel the warmth of tradition and realize that there is no rush: the olive oil is born slowly, like the winter sun, with respect for the fruit and its history.


Farms that welcome visitors share simple secrets—like recognizing a new olive oil, understanding the aroma of ripe olives, or distinguishing the shades of green and gold hidden in each drop.

It's a time of sensory discovery, where taste blends with memory and smell becomes part of the landscape.


Colheita no olival

November to Feel

If October was an invitation to stroll and contemplate, November is an invitation to participate.


Those who arrive in Trás-os-Montes at this time find a territory in motion, where everything happens between the fields and the olive press. The trails remain golden, but now they smell of new olive oil and burning wood.


In the small squares, the chestnut roasts and fairs begin, where fresh olive oil is a source of pride and celebration. Autumn here is a feast for the senses: the sound of the harvest, the glow of the olive press, the taste of the tasting. And each visitor takes with them a piece of that time—a trickle of olive oil that holds the warmth of their hands and the light of day.


But for those who live in the olive grove, November is also a beginning: the new olive oil on the table, the stories around the fireplace, the first loaf of bread dipped in the green gold. It is the reward and rebirth of a cycle that never completely closes.



Outono à lareira

Because the olive tree teaches us to wait, but also to celebrate. And in northern Portugal, where the cold is already on its way, the new olive oil warms—body, soul, and memory.


📍Discover experiences and visits to olive mills and groves at azeiteanorte.pt.


🫒 Follow the olive tree's cycle month by month with us—in December, we follow the journey of the olive oil to the table.


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