I awoke early in my wild camp in Jayaena, with the bird song and sunrise. I had a (very) quick wash in the cold mountain stream, brewed up some tea, and broke camp by 9.30. The days cycling was gorgeous again; warm sunshine, cool air and pine forests. I saw almost no-one all day..just one bloke in a 4×4 and through the trees a goat-herder. If you want a bit of solitude, this really is the place to go. It was totally silent on the hill tops – no wind, little bird song, no traffic and no people.
On the other hand, if you don’t want solitude, could could go up there and make love all day and no-one would see you. (I know this won’t appeal to all of you as some prefer the risk of being seen…;-)
In the video below I say I am going to Niguelas; in fact I don’t make it that far. I get to Albunuelas and throw in the towel.
I get talking too a nice chap called Dean who is there too seek solitude and think (came to the right place then) and so I give up biking for the day and take a room at Dave and Lorna’s lovely B&B.
They are a very friendly and helpful couple – they let me store my bike in their cellar, dry my tent in their roof-top, and provide great wifi and breakfast. You can see from the picture that the house leans a bit – a result of an earthquake in the early 1900’s.
I spend the evening chatting too Dean and we watch Malaga being thrashed by Dortmund in the European Championship. There was some local unhappiness and we leave before things turn ugly…