#19 : Albarracín
We are in Albarracín at the beginning of March to spend a week climbing with our daughter Macy and her partner Dave. Continue reading #19 : Albarracín
We are in Albarracín at the beginning of March to spend a week climbing with our daughter Macy and her partner Dave. Continue reading #19 : Albarracín
A little detour, blogwise, as I really want to share more about a lovely couple of days in this area. We spent just three days in Cabo de Gata before a work opportunity called us north. Continue reading #17 : Cabo de Gata
We are heading towards El Chorro and I am looking for somewhere to have lunch. Nice spots for lunch are like the devil spawn of hens teeth and buses. You can never find them until you give up and settle for some muck Continue reading #vanlife : Some Times Don’t Roll Easy
In the build part of our blog I promised a subsequent update on our experiences with solar power so here it is. Continue reading #vanlife : Thoughts on Solar
We turned down the dirt track towards the sea. The ground opened out on either side. There were a few vans parked there already. People were seated on their deck chairs in the early evening sun watching life go by. Continue reading #vanlife : Parking No Picnic
We had hatched the plan to head for climbing inland when we were in Mazagón. Continue reading #14 : Cerro del Hierro and Sierra de Morón
We had spent a few lovely days to the west of Lisbon on the coast. Suitably chilled, we were looking forward to a relaxing drive round the Tagus Continue reading #10 : Shackle and ramshackle – Porto Covo and Fonte de Telha
As I begin to write this post and at the risk of telegraphing the punch; I am asking myself, “how could they have prevented the ruination of Continue reading #8 : Santiago de Compostela and Salamanca
After six weeks embraced by the hills and woodland of Olabe, we find ourselves looking over a very different landscape. Continue reading #7 : Bilbao and the Spanish “Peak District”
“I think that what we are looking at here is natural regeneration of woodland on old pasture” said Keko and I immediately knew he was right. I had been walking the land for a number of weeks Continue reading #6.3 : Olabe – The Woodland
When I think back to our arrival at “The Old House of Olabe” – as it was referred to in the 1600s – I am amazed at the progress Continue reading #6.1 : Olabe – The Baserri