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    • Day 64

      Canillas de Albaida Runde 🚶

      February 5, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 15 °C

      Noch in den Bergen, also nochmal wandern.
      Zuerst wieder durch den Ort.
      Am Ende steht eine schöne Ermita.
      Danach noch ein ganzes Stück tiefer nach Arches.
      Gott sei Dank verlaufen, dadurch haben wir zwei farbenfrohe Häuser entdeckt.
      Von Árchez ging es dann aufwärts.
      Immer am Río Cajuta entlang.
      Mal auf der linken Seite und mal auf der rechten Seite.
      Mal über Brücken und Stege, oder einfach über Steine.
      Die Mandelbäume blühen schon wunderschön und hier oben tragen die Mandarinen - und Zitronenbäume noch Früchte.
      Ein ganzes Stück ging es über einen Gitterrostweg.
      Zwischendrin immer wieder ein paar Wasserfälle.
      Danach wurde der Weg wieder anspruchsvoller, bis wir fast oben waren.
      Da wollte uns Komot dann auf einen Abzweig schicken, wo nicht mal ein Trampelpfad zu sehen war.
      Also sind wir wir wieder umgekehrt. Kurz darauf an einem sonnigen Plätzchen gab es die verdiente Brotzeit.
      Da wir nicht mehr ganz runter wollten bis Árchez sind wir vorher abgebogen zurück nach Canillas de Albaida.
      Gegenüber am Berg haben wir noch ein paar andere Wanderer gesehen.
      Das letzte Stück für uns, ging es dann richtig heftig hinauf. 😰
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    • Day 10

      Wanderung in und um Competa

      January 13, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 11 °C

      Das Dorf Cómpeta ist eins der spektakulärsten der Provinz und auch die Pfarrkirche La Asunción ist einen Besuch wert. Die traumhafte Lage vor der Sierra de Almijara hoch über der Costa del Sol macht aus Cómpeta einen Anziehungspunkt für Residenten aus ganz Europa. Im Zentrum vom Cómpeta erhebt sich der 30 Meter hoch Turm der Kirche Nuestra Señora de la Asunción. Die ockerfarbenen Ziegelsteine bilden einen starken Kontrast zum strahlenden Blau des Himmels. Auf der davor liegenden Plaza Almijara locken die Terrassen der Bars und Restaurants. Daneben liegt der Paseo de las Tradiciones, der an die traditionellen Handwerke erinnert.

      Weiße Häuser stapeln sich an der Bergseite übereinander. Es macht Spaß durch die engen Gassen zu schlendern.
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    • Day 3

      Dag 3 Salares en rio Cajula

      May 11, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

      De spierpijn van de 1e wandeldag valt alles mee dus ik sta weer klaar!

      Ochtend : Rondwandeling Salares 7.5km/3uur/hoogteverschil 280 meter
      Middag : Rondwandeling rio Cajula 7km/3 uur/ hoogteverschil 320 meter

      Diner bij Siddhartha on the rocks
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    • Day 9

      Canillas de Aceituno

      September 30, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 66 °F

      Day 9-Canillas de Aceituno

      A day of “rest,” we had no official plans. This was fortunate as I learned that Matt and Frank (aka Jack the cat)had stayed up to watch the Bengals play Thursday night football (2-5am our time). Kinda like Christmas morning, I got to wake up to a wonderful surprise. I have to admit it was a lot less painful to watch the game via highlight video the next day!

      Considering our options, we unanimously agreed to head into the town for a hike in the hills. Launching ourselves out of our driveway, we headed the few miles up the hill to the town of Canillas de Aceituno one of the many white washed villages of Spain. A gorgeous 5 mile out and back hike along a small aqueduct to a hanging bridge, afterwards we found a bar open during siesta to partake in drinks and nachos. Talking about buying inexpensive property here and getting the 10 euro bill for 4 beers, a coke, a liter of water and nachos, Thom declared he felt like a drug lord. “Wasting” enough time, we were able to wait out siesta and return to the two little markets in town. Buying the finest bottle of wine, fresh shaved prosciutto and about every bakery item in the store, we left to settle down for tapas and dinner in our clever cottage.

      When planning our trips, Margaret and I spend a lot of time finding the perfect places. Southern Spain was harder and bigger than expected. Ultimately, we dropped convenience for the “perfect”place. This gorgeous artist villa was all Margaret. I am not sure anyone could really accurately describe this place. Old and eclectic. Form over function. The owner, we learned from Boris the caretaker, built this house and many of the furniture and doors with railroad ties he bought from Africa years ago. The massive door included a one pound “Legend of Zelda” key. His wife, a painter, filled the house with replicas of various portraits, many of them quite creepy and crooked. Cooled by the wind, the skylights remain open along with many of the windows to bring a perpetual breeze. Clever except for that everything upstairs moves-the pans, the doors, the pictures and the light fixtures. Matt described nighttime is “like sleeping in a wind chime store.” The skylights, like a convertible, perfect except for that pop up storm. Last night, we came home to a shower in the living room. Frantically pushing every button we could find, we somehow missed the 20 foot pole sitting in the corner. Pretty sure this wasn’t the first time this houses top was left down. The final warning from Boris was regarding bugs you can’t see that bite, particularly around dawn and dusk. Every table and bedstand had a bottle of bug spray. Despite everything, the stay was just perfect and memorable. The porches, the view, the hot tub, the cat. The house was definitely an adventure.
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    • Day 162

      Arrival in southern Spain

      November 14, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 13 °C

      We have now completed our journey south, through France and Spain, and have arrived in the Costa del Sol. What better way to start our time here than meeting up with good friends Nigel and Tracey, who have been enjoying living here for the last nine months.

      They live in the foothills of the Axarquīa region, an area of deep valleys, lined with carved out terracing that dates back to Islamic times, as does most of the olive, almond and vines planted here. Reaching their villa meant a winding climb up the steep and narrow roads and then a short drive down an unmade track to their short, steep dirt drive down to the villa. Getting down was no problem.

      We had a week of great company and delicious meals and they were excellent tour guides showing us the best places including local markets and beach restaurants in Torre del Mar where we enjoyed a few hours sipping wine whilst listening to a fantastic Queen tribute band.

      On our walks through the valley, we always took large shopping bags with us to make the most of collecting wood for the evening fire, as whilst it was lovely and hot during the daytime, it got chilly once the sun went down and, with no central heating, the fire kept us toasty. The valley was also home to a large flock of sheep and herd of goats, that were shepherded up and down the hills by the shepherd and his four dogs. The sound of the bells around their necks announced their arrival from afar. Local man, Manolo, made good use of his mule loading it up with four large sacks to transport elsewhere. He's way ahead of us in terms of environmental awareness and efficiency!

      Now getting up and then down to their place worked out fine but getting out was not as straight forward. With his foot hard on the peddle, Chris managed to get the motorhome up the drive and almost through the steel gates before the wheels started spinning and forward progress of stopped. After 20 minutes of inching the motorhome up and forward, the wheels kept on spinning and it was thanks to a local neighbours father, who turned up in his large and powerful 4-wheel drive with tow rope, that we cleared the ever-closer gates! Refusing any financial reward for his efforts, he watched to make sure we got back onto tarmac before driving off with a cheery wave. What lovely people.
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