Last night Gui and Rob serenaded us with Welsh songs. Today those lovely tunes were needed to get me up all the massive climbs. The first climb out of El Chorro was fantastic, up under enormous cliff faces.
At one point we could look way down below us and see the insane Caminita del Rey snaking it’s way along the canyon walls.
We were delighted to meet Tim, a fellow long distance walker from the UK.
It got hot and the ruins at Bobastro were a bit disappointing and then the uphill haul went on for ever.
Finally we got on to a sandy track that wound it’s way through pine forest all the way to Carretraca. Pretty town with a flamboyant town hall,
an old bull ring
and a sulphurous smelling spa.
The village was buzzing, Sunday afternoon and everyone was feasting. We found our way to a lively bar and enjoyed the vibe and the music.
Dinner was all alone in our quirky Casa Pepe, but delicious. It was election day in Spain which explained the presence of several Guardia Civil in town.
Looks amazing. Fantastic journey ... thinking of you both
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