Where is the lake?

Astonishly we woke up at 10am. We had earplugs in and they obviously worked. Loads of tents and vans had left without disturbing us.
We decided to turn our backs on gilt and religion for once and Ian mapped a 30 mile route to a big lake where we hoped to have a picnic.
We ended up heading up a gravel road to a water tower, and then past lots of signs that looked suspiciously like no entry signs. We followed a canal, met 2 walkers only, and then reached a sign over a dam that , roughly translated, said "really don't go here we have cameras". All the while the lake was missing.... Dried up we presume. So we took a detour and finally reached a tarmac road with a little traffic. Found a picnic spot in the middle of nowhere, and then Ian acted as a windbreak for a strong headwind home that nearly finished us. More miles than we had intended in the heat.
Last stretch was along the river. We happened upon a village fiesta with an oom pa pa sort of band and trestle tables and everyone out strolling.
Home for a rehydrate and a rest and paella and BBQ pork.
Back to religion tomorrow we think.
Safer option, or maybe someone is trying to tell us something...Läs mer