1.0Ara Lleidahttps://aralleida.cat/en/adminhttps://aralleida.cat/en/author/frame_zesv7n2g/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="x6CyPzUFSW"><a href="https://aralleida.cat/en/patrimoni-immaterial/lalt-urgell/">L’ALT URGELL</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://aralleida.cat/en/patrimoni-immaterial/lalt-urgell/embed/#?secret=x6CyPzUFSW" width="600" height="338" title="“L’ALT URGELL” — Ara Lleida" data-secret="x6CyPzUFSW" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://aralleida.cat/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> [vc_row full_width=”stretch_row_content_no_spaces” bg_type=”bg_color” bg_color_value=”#3c3c3b” css=”.vc_custom_1605797650815{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-bottom: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”][vc_column css=”.vc_custom_1605797593358{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-bottom: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row full_width=”stretch_row” bg_type=”image” parallax_style=”vcpb-default” bg_image_new=”id^111172|url^https://aralleida.cat/wp-content/uploads/2021/08/alt-urgell.jpg|caption^null|alt^L’Alt Urgell Patrimoni immaterial|title^alt-urgell|description^null” bg_image_repeat=”no-repeat”][vc_column][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row full_width=”stretch_row” bg_type=”bg_color” bg_color_value=”#ededed”][vc_column][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row full_width=”stretch_row” bg_type=”bg_color” bg_color_value=”#ededed” css=”.vc_custom_1630050828556{margin-top: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;}”][vc_column width=”1/6″][/vc_column][vc_column width=”2/3″][vc_column_text] ACCORDIONS BY THE RIVER SEGRE This is the very heart of the Pyrenees. Visitors will know this because they will hear its music: a melody with two voices: that of the River Segre, as it gains momentum along the last bends of its journey through Urgellet, before descending to the plain below; and that of the button accordions (melodeons), which almost every family in L’Alt Urgell treasures as a keepsake, having been handed down from previous generations. Visitors will quickly be seduced by this comarca (local district), which still holds dear the values that are so much a part of the history of the Pyrenees.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/6″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1629975809590{margin-top: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;}”][vc_column css=”.vc_custom_1629975819882{margin-top: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;}”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”6/12″][vc_column_text] The journey The journey through L’Urgell reveals a land of a thousand contrasts. From the gentle plains of Urgellet to the untamed valleys of La Vansa and Cabó and the cultivated terraces along the river basin of the Valls de Valira and the Ribera d’Urgellet. This is a world where tradition is valued and where padrins (older residents) are lauded as the custodians of culture, at dances and festivals which have managed to survive the passing of time, despite industrial and technological advances. This is a world where farming is carried out unwaveringly. Meadows, animals, farms, workshops and cheese shops are all part of the same story. Respect for tradition is a religion in Tuixent and the La Vansa valley, where visitors will discover the magical world of the trementinaires (turpentine oil peddlers), who used to travel around the country, peddling age-old remedies extracted from nature’s nectars. Every year, as the month of May comes to a close, a festival is held in honour of these women. Around the soothing flames of a blazing bonfire, visitors can then relax a little and participate in the dances and festivities. Likewise, in the villages on the banks of the River Segre, they can pay homage to the raiers (river rafters) who used to transport logs up and down the fast-flowing river. Coll de Nargó was once one of the main centres of the logging trade and its people remember the raiers every summer, in a festival that is not only a tribute to previous generations, but also a celebration of the land itself.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”6/12″][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1635333805503{margin-bottom: 14px !important;padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”] Not to be missed [/vc_column_text][vc_row_inner equal_height=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1630054455050{margin-top: 4px !important;margin-bottom: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-bottom-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”][vc_column_inner width=”9/12″ css=”.vc_custom_1629982630107{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-right: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;}”][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1635333955922{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-right: 0px !important;margin-bottom: 3px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;border-bottom-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 8px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 8px !important;padding-left: 30px !important;background-color: #ededed !important;}” el_class=”impresc”]Festa de les Trementinaires. End of May.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”3/12″ css=”.vc_custom_1629982622928{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-left: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-left-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-left: 0px !important;}”][vc_single_image image=”111181″ img_size=”full” onclick=”link_image” css=”.vc_custom_1630054769426{margin-right: 0px !important;margin-left: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;border-left-width: 0px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;padding-left: 0px !important;}” el_class=”foto-patr”][/vc_column_inner][/vc_row_inner][vc_row_inner equal_height=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1629982614640{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-bottom: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-bottom-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”][vc_column_inner width=”9/12″ css=”.vc_custom_1629982630107{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-right: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;}”][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1635334036490{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-right: 0px !important;margin-bottom: 3px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;border-bottom-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 8px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 8px !important;padding-left: 30px !important;background-color: #ededed !important;}” el_class=”impresc”]Baixada dels Raiers de Coll de Nargó. Middle of August.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”3/12″ css=”.vc_custom_1629982622928{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-left: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-left-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-left: 0px !important;}”][vc_single_image image=”111188″ img_size=”full” onclick=”link_image” css=”.vc_custom_1630054858257{margin-right: 0px !important;margin-left: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;border-left-width: 0px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;padding-left: 0px !important;}” el_class=”foto-patr”][/vc_column_inner][/vc_row_inner][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”6/12″][vc_column_text]L’Alt Urgell is also a world where fantastic tales and myths are passed down from parents to children. It is a place where secrets are told around the dinner table, such as the legends of the minairons de la Guàrdia d’Ares, who are small fairy-like creatures whose exceptional strength means that they can carry out even the heaviest of tasks. While this is a community that respects its past, it is also one in which there is a healthy mistrust of neighbours, and this is most evident in the motarrots, or nicknames, by which they refer to each other. This is village life in its purest form, which is an elusive gem, and the time that visitors spend there, with the local people, will make them realise how much this reinforces the region’s character.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”6/12″][vc_row_inner equal_height=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1630056473450{margin-top: 6px !important;margin-bottom: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-bottom-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”][vc_column_inner width=”9/12″ css=”.vc_custom_1629982630107{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-right: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;}”][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1635334064545{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-right: 0px !important;margin-bottom: 3px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;border-bottom-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 8px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;padding-bottom: 8px !important;padding-left: 30px !important;background-color: #ededed !important;}” el_class=”impresc”]Motarrots and llegendes de L’Alt Urgell, by Josep Espunyes.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”3/12″ css=”.vc_custom_1629982622928{margin-top: 0px !important;margin-left: 0px !important;border-top-width: 0px !important;border-left-width: 0px !important;padding-top: 0px !important;padding-left: 0px !important;}”][vc_single_image image=”111197″ img_size=”full” onclick=”link_image” css=”.vc_custom_1630055073110{margin-right: 0px !important;margin-left: 0px !important;border-right-width: 0px !important;border-left-width: 0px !important;padding-right: 0px !important;padding-left: 0px !important;}” el_class=”foto-patr”][/vc_column_inner][/vc_row_inner][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”6/12″][vc_column_text]The music that runs through these valleys, and which can be heard echoing off the walls of Cadí, is that of the button accordions, which the old people have managed to preserve. Just when it seemed that this tradition was about to be lost forever, a research project, carried out by Artur Blasco, managed to save it from extinction. Today, hundreds of children and young people once again dance in the village squares to the strains of this old instrument. In fact, El Gall Negre (The Black Rooster) has become a popular song among both young and old and is a veritable anthem in this corner of the Pyrenees and fosters a strong sense of belonging. The song was composed by Agustinet de Pallerols, with the help of local xolladors (sheep shearers) and was originally dedicated to the chaplain of Solanell. The mischievousness of the song is like a war cry resounding from the dining rooms of L’Alt Urgell.