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Wanderings off the tarmac

On Sunday it was even cloudier on the tops but we hoped for a clearance and identified from the Hiking leaflet in the campsite shop that we could do a 2,000m peak from a high road in the Natural Park just above us. It would need a drive on the park roads which are mainly marked as gravel.

Off we set, up into the park with peaks between 1,500m and 2,000m all around, at least there were somewhere, we just couldn't see them. Navigation was quite hard and the distances between signposts were reasonable - say 12km from one to another. In clear skies we wouldn't have been concerned but in thick mist it was a little disconcerting.





Finally we went over and round a corner and the mist cleared and there were great views.








Walking up a 2,000m peak (even the last 3km or so) is a bit stupid in these conditions so we were content to explore the tracks and then we walked a marked path through a gorge of the Rio Guadalquiver which was absolutely stupendous.





Just to get some scale on things, here's a view of the waterfall from the road back over to "our" side. It's towards the right of that horizontal scar of rock across the middle of the photo.



We met a guy from Münster in northern Germany at various points of the day. He was travelling alone in a bronze Renault Captiva (yes I know, why?) and was enjoying driving on the gravel. Unfortunately I don't have a photo of either him or the car but the last time we saw him it was a healthy cream colour, completely covered in dust.

There was time for another evening in Cazorla with a single plate of Tapas, a beer and a wander. What a beautiful place it is.









Comments

Mark M. said…
Super photos and storytelling.
Have you washed the dust off the Landy yet?
Tim said…
Thanks Mark. It’s a right of passage. Can’t possibly undo any evidence of ‘harsh’ conditions! 😄
Unknown said…
Love that gorge. We have had several days when the weather has been misty in the morning then cleared. Thursday we had storm hector. Lawns covered in leaves again!

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