Out and About

Not all activities merit a separate blog so this final entry is a hotch-potch of things we’ve done that are hopefully worth a few words and photos.

To start with, the amazing wind-blown sandstone shapes of Bol Nuevo. Two photos of these natural sculptures follow, with people in for scale. The meerkat head shape just to the right of centre on the skyline has a crack on its “neck” so could topple soon a strong wind.

Bol Nuevo beach is also worth a picture as it’s wide and sandy: lovely for families. There’s also a campsite right on the beach. So why aren’t we staying there? Answer: small pitches and little privacy.

We often mention the town of Mazarron, but it’s actually two places separated by 5 miles of open country. There’s Mazarron town, and Mazarron  port. The port is closest to our campsite and contains the best shopping anyway. It’s also got some great bays, for example:

The port has a huge Sunday market. I can’t claim to be a fan of markets but this market has the best churros ever. These are deep-fried flour based savouries. This is what they look like, in the pack on the table.

Mazarron town isn’t that exciting, just another Spanish town, but there are some nice views looking at the town in its setting.

But how do you get nice views on a walk on a drizzly day? Surprisingly, some did pass muster. Changing this snap to monochrome seemed to reflect the day really appropriately.

The zig-zag path to then descend to sea level was interesting- bear in mind this was used as a vehicular road.

The last one dull day photo: the military road, connecting the gun batteries with a landing stage where supplies were brought in. The road finishes about 10 metres above sea level and there’s no sign of a jetty. Either it’s been washed away or they’d be waiting for a high tide of tsunami proportions!

From drizzle to torrential rain over Easter. This is the kind of sky we saw between deluges.

The aftermath of the storms saw great channels gouged out of the earth, gravel and dirt roads.

Occasionally you look at something and wonder. Why would you put a pedestrian crossing from a pavement on one side straight into a wall? Rudi’s nipping along before he’s crushed by a passing vehicle- and it’s a busy road.

We’re on the move in a few days to El Escorial north of Madrid. A most enjoyable time spent here as usual. More blogs to follow.