Where's Bertie? He's still in the Aire at Berrocal.
Weather: Sunny start, sunny intervals later. 4 to 14 degrees.
Bertie ended up being one of four vans here last night. A multi-national gathering, with one Swiss, one French, one German and us. The others have left today, and as I type Bertie is all on his lonesome.
The day didn't start as planned. Mick got all his stuff together last night for a 15km run this morning on a route that I thought looked pretty good. Then he woke up this morning with my cold. Inevitable really, as it's not possible to avoid germs when living in such close proximity.
Having decided not to do his run, he still volunteered to come with me when I said I was going to walk down to the river and back - 2km each way.
We were in the shade for most of the way down the rough, stony path, and odd patches of frost were seen on the grass. Maybe that's why, having established that there is a bridge over the river, we didn't turn back as planned, but crossed the bridge to complete a circuit, using a (sunny!) Via Verde that runs along the other side of the river. (The Via Verde runs along the bed of the old mining railway.)
Very pleasant surroundings, we agreed, even without the unusual feature of a red river. We had it pretty much to ourselves too. Three illegal motorbikers passed us (just as we were standing by a 'no motor vehicles' sign bearing pictures of both a car and a motorbike) and, after we left the river to complete the circuit, two mountain bikers.
The 4km stroll I'd advertised to Mick turned out to be an 8.5km circuit, but definitely worth doing.
Here are a few snaps:
We had good intentions to walk into the village centre later in the day to see what was going on for Andalucia Day (posters had advertised various activities, although given that one of them (if we translated it correctly) was a sex education talk to adolescents, it seems it's not all fiesta-esque!). I'm not entirely sure what happened, but we failed to go out for the rest of the day.
We shall put that right now - aside from anything else, we have rubbish that needs to find a bin and the nearest bins are in the direction of the village.
Conrad: Sorry there have been so few food photos. Circumstances are conspiring against our usual eating out habits. Mick did take a snap of his (somewhat rustic) lunch yesterday, but I fear this is a poor substitute for a snap of a meal out!
Weather: Sunny start, sunny intervals later. 4 to 14 degrees.
Bertie ended up being one of four vans here last night. A multi-national gathering, with one Swiss, one French, one German and us. The others have left today, and as I type Bertie is all on his lonesome.
The day didn't start as planned. Mick got all his stuff together last night for a 15km run this morning on a route that I thought looked pretty good. Then he woke up this morning with my cold. Inevitable really, as it's not possible to avoid germs when living in such close proximity.
Having decided not to do his run, he still volunteered to come with me when I said I was going to walk down to the river and back - 2km each way.
We were in the shade for most of the way down the rough, stony path, and odd patches of frost were seen on the grass. Maybe that's why, having established that there is a bridge over the river, we didn't turn back as planned, but crossed the bridge to complete a circuit, using a (sunny!) Via Verde that runs along the other side of the river. (The Via Verde runs along the bed of the old mining railway.)
Very pleasant surroundings, we agreed, even without the unusual feature of a red river. We had it pretty much to ourselves too. Three illegal motorbikers passed us (just as we were standing by a 'no motor vehicles' sign bearing pictures of both a car and a motorbike) and, after we left the river to complete the circuit, two mountain bikers.
The 4km stroll I'd advertised to Mick turned out to be an 8.5km circuit, but definitely worth doing.
Here are a few snaps:
We shall put that right now - aside from anything else, we have rubbish that needs to find a bin and the nearest bins are in the direction of the village.
Conrad: Sorry there have been so few food photos. Circumstances are conspiring against our usual eating out habits. Mick did take a snap of his (somewhat rustic) lunch yesterday, but I fear this is a poor substitute for a snap of a meal out!
At least you have got some tomatoes. Thaks to Brexit I think, more than the other excuses we are bereft.
ReplyDeleteNo tomato shortage over here, but with most groceries in Spain being priced similarly to the UK, tomatoes (a local product) are notably more expensive. This leads to my theory as to the UK supply problem (based on nothing other than what's in my head, so could be waaaaaay off the mark): With groceries being so cheap in the UK, and supermarkets intent on keeping the payments they make to suppliers under a certain level (notwithstanding cost of production or the supply/demand situation - look at stories over the last few years about losses made by dairy farmers), I suspect that if there is a production issue (and it has undoubtedly been cold in southern Spain this winter) then the reason the UK supermarkets are missing out is because they're not prepared to bid high enough to secure supply.
DeleteOr maybe it's another of those situations where one supermarket ran out of tomatoes, the media reported it as a nationwide supply issue, and 50% of the population promptly ran out to buy tomatoes, even though they don't usually eat any at this time of year (like the flour situation in spring 2020 and fuel in autumn 2021).
Just looked at your photos again with "click to enlarge" - they look hugely different and more impressive.
ReplyDeleteGlad they look good in full size and managed to portray what we were seeing.
DeleteTomatoes are quite delicious;)
ReplyDeleteIndeed.
DeleteDefinitely worth clicking for full size pictures.
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