Picota is the Monchique summit for people who think Fóia gave itself away too cheaply. It’s the range’s second peak — lower than its famous neighbour, greener and rougher, and far more satisfying to stand on, because you arrive on foot instead of in a parking lot. The upper slopes are proper serra: cork oaks with stripped rust-red trunks, chestnut and arbutus, huge weathered boulders, terraced valleys falling away below.
The reward at the top is a view that argues with Fóia’s — the coastline from the Arade estuary across toward Lagos, the folds of the serra behind, and Fóia itself with its antennas across the valley, proof you picked the wilder hill. The summit boulders make natural foregrounds and perches.
When to go: spring is the peak of it — the serra turns green, wildflowers come through, and the air usually runs clearer than in summer haze. Autumn brings arbutus fruit and softer light. Summer is a hot, exposed climb; start early.
This is a real walk, not a stroll — steady climbing on tracks and paths, steep and stony in stretches, with little shade high up. Carry water and expect the summit to be cooler and windier than the valley floor. Waymarked routes cross these slopes, the Via Algarviana among them.
Who it’s for: hikers and landscape photographers who want the Monchique high country without a tour bus in sight. If you’d rather drive to your viewpoint, Fóia exists for that — Picota is for earning it.