ArcadeApril 13 in Spain
Sadly neither of us were feeling much better today but we don't like to outstay our welcome so moved on to the aire at Arcade, 50km up the coast. The scenery is so different here in the north of Spain. Gone are the cacti, wild palms and dessicated earth of the south and central lands. Instead the hills in this area are covered in green forest, much of it eucalyptus. On the journey we passed many granite huts on stone stilts, often with crosses on one or both ends. Looking them up on the internet (its so lovely having roam free data!) we found that they were traditional grain stores called Horreos. Most were used for corn in the past but since the modernisation of agriculture, many have been kept simply as curios and symbols of a proud farming community. We'll try and get a better photo of one soon.
The aire at Arcade overlooked a wide, deep estuary with a low key marina, where small fishing and pleasure boats were moored. The receding tide exposed a mud-sand beach where Sandpipers and Little Egrets could be seen searching for food. A large suspension bridge spanned a pinch point of the estuary several kilometres downriver, its strong stanchions an attractive focal point as the sun lowered behind the clouds. The water was calm, the temperature mild and the rain intermittent. It would have been very peaceful, but having been spoiled by so many countryside spots, we were bothered by the background noises, that during the day are part and parcel of a town. A jet washer removed grafitti from a building, a small steam roller occasionally drove close to work on the site next to us, planes flew low in the sky and the constant drone of traffic were all the more noticeable, given our familiarity with the rural environment. We were still very grateful for the free place to stay with the lovely view, but were relieved when it quietened down at night!Read more