This small town is on the other side of Mazarron bay from
the campsite, and features fantastic sandstone shapes carved by wind and
weather over the centuries. The Tourist Board refers to it as “La Ciudad
Encantada”, The Enchanted City, which is over egging it a bit, but attracting
visitors is a competitive business.
The town itself is pleasant but unremarkable, and we drive
through it until the tarmac road runs out at a car park just the other side.
There’s a pretty sea view in the direction of where we intend to walk.
Since visiting last time, some years ago, sturdy wooden
handrails have appeared along the sea edge of the gravel road so you can’t now
leap out of the way of manic car drivers. Most local improvements of this type,
we are told, are funded by Eurogrants.
The dirt road is really a wonder of construction. Long
before EC grants existed, a cleft was blasted through this a rock.
The road is never far
from the coast, which is all small headlands and bays, like the one in the next
photo. Many of the coves are nudist beaches, so wear dark glasses if you don’t want
to be put off your lunch.
There are some family
beaches- but which is which? At this next one we furtively take a short break
before returning to the car park. Luckily, no wobbly bits appear from rocky
hiding places.
This part of the return
looks like we’re following a castle wall. It’s the wind-blown sandstone again.
So
we complete a very pleasant seaside walk. Bol Nuevo means New Bowl, which begs
the question as to what the Old Bowl or Original Bowl was like.
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