Passed a little embalse, pretty but few birds.
The longest uphill drove Rob mad as it kept zigging and zagging instead of going straight up. I enjoyed the easy gradient, as did the many cyclists on the track today. They were loving the downhill for sure.
Looking back down at our looping trail
Went through ancient forest, lovely cork oaks,
and as we wound our way uphill panoramic views opened up, back to Algeciras, Gibralter and across the straits to the massif of Jebel Musa.
Had to scramble down an overgrown rough track right at the end of our 25.km day. Rob took a nasty tumble and bent his knee right back. Amazingly, he seems to be okay. And when we got to our gorgeous cabin in the woods at Huerta Grande after an 8 hour day I gleefully ripped off the strapping tape!! I think my calf is healed.
Friendly old pooch wanted to come with us
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