Cerrado Los Lunes

20 km beach walking with virtually no hills promised to be a doddle for our last day on the Coast to Coast. Not so. The first couple of hours were just fine, and as we had to cross a river we even walked barefoot for an hour or so. Tarifa slowly disappeared into the distance behind us, 

as one of the biggest wind farms in Europe came into view far above us. 

Still a lot of beach ahead

We thought we were nearly there when we saw the giant sand dune ahead. Only it wasn't THE giant dune we knew to expect at the end of the day.

In fact, after that lay rocky headland after rocky headland after rocky headland. In between were tucked little coves where we surprised nude sunbathers. They didn't seem to care less actually, and at least it provided some light relief! We thought they were weird exposing themselves to the baking sun, but what must they have thought of us, covered up from top to toe? No photos of nudies, sorry. Instead, here is one of the many now gaily decorated shipwrecks scattered along the rocky coast.

We spotted pretty lizards darting away, and realised that if the lizards are out, so might the snakes be!

We were pretty happy to cross the last headland and find ourselves on the lovely beach of Bolonia, our final destination on the Coast to Coast. 

Feel free to laugh at this photo:

The first people we came across were a couple from London who had also done the walk, but loved Bolonia so much they stayed a week. They were impressed by our light packs, and even more impressed that we had carried them ourselves- they had theirs taxied between every village!!  Now why didn't we think of that????

They were very friendly and we had a good few laughs together.

Walked ages to see the famous Roman ruins only to discover Cerrado Los Lunes (closed on Mondays - Mike Rudge if you read this you will laugh!) Then we went to every single restaurant and bar in town searching for dinner, only to discover that todos los restaurantes Cerrado Los Lunes!!! Oh no - luckily we spotted a tiny tienda just before it closed where we managed to buy enough supplies to keep the wolf from the door - and a bottle of vino.  So much for a celebratory dinner!!

We have a fabulous room with a great view over the beach at La Hormiga Valdapores - The Flying Ant. We would love to be staying longer but injury has cut our free days short, and new adventures beckon.

Finally, here is our very poor attempt at a celebratory selfie!!

Off to Portugal we go to become pilgrims on the Camino Portuguesa.