Well, not quite what we had planned, but having finally got around to some skiing we realise that we are running short on time before
It’s taken 3,000 miles of wandering through France and Spain, but finally we get to ski at Sierra Nevada, Andalusia. A day of Sod’s Law, Peasoupers, blue skies and magnificent views.
Walking above Güéjar Sierra we encounter a friendly farmer, nonchalant goats, iron crosses, machine gun nests, boggy ground and magnificent views. The way is punctuated by rocky slopes, moorland, alpine vistas and gravity defying rock towers.
Actually, there is no problem with skiing. It’s getting to the skiing that can be problematic. Not that the weather was against us. Nope. That
This morning we thought it prudent to try and top up the LPG tanks as we are now down to 50%. There is supposed to
An unexpected gale leads to a sleepless last night on the Costa Tropical, but the following days drive north through to Alpajurras hills towards Granada is a striking combinations of vertiginous mountain passes and rolling plains with the Sierra Nevada as a backdrop.