I make my morning escape from the native Spanish wild 🌼 field. Well, as far as the nearest shelter (50 metres!) to pack away my damp gear! Not quite sure what the shelter is used for. Perhaps some kind of BBQ area out of the weather! Looks very clean and no graffiti. I’m certainly not…
The climb out of Cazorla was a good three hours with bulging panniers. This was the sole way into the Natural Park Sierras de Cazorla from Cazorla. As ever, though, a lovely downhill to follow and some seriously nice wild 🏕️ camping to be had. As it’s a National Park I need to be…
I’ve now left the Vias Verdes (green-ways) and into the metropolis 🏢 of Jaen. Anything larger than a village is a metropolis to me! I enter the metropolis and leave the metropolis ASAP. Obviously after a un café! The nights wild 🏕️ camping took some finding as everywhere was hilly 🗻 Then, when there were no…
After my hearty 💗 meal last night, I set off with renewed vigor. Well, I do every day on my bicycle! Heading towards the town of Puente Genil. This provides a chance to refresh my stores. I’m dragging out the day as I wish not to hit the green-way until I’ve obtained a adequate supply…
On leaving Ronda, I promptly get as far as the McDonalds 🍔 for the customary McBreakie! Second breakfast, though. It’s far tastier than the ordinary porridge I generally have. Absolutely, the porridge will be better for me! I pass through Setenil. Houses built into the rock face. Cool! Literally! I struggle once again to find a wild camping spot. Ultimately pushed up a near vertical hill on an olive 🥗 plantation. It was the only place that possessed any kind of access. I could hear plantation workers in the distance. I headed in…