Sevilla Nevada (Wild Camping N4)

Day 211.

Waking up on an empty beach, whipping up some scrambled eggs and watching the sun rise is already enough to outweigh any downsides of wild camping, which currently is only dominated by the lack of a proper shower.

After reluctantly leaving the beach it was back up into the mountains, this time the Sierra Nevada national park, only after a quick detour to A&E - yes she’s finally decided it’s worth a trip.

A few hours later and some seriously strained doctor patient translation at the general hospital, Limbster was all fixed up (not broken might I add) and we were off, even making the 150km journey just in time for afternoon Tapas.

First stop was Caplieria, a town of just 500 people and one of the highest in Spain, nestled into the hillside. Finding a camping spot was more difficult than expected however, but again it just made finding that perfect set up that much sweeter. 

Need to learn to stop being so English and a little less paranoid. Could definitely use a shower soon, it’s now been a while.Okumaya devam et