We are in Cabo de Gata, a national park in Southern Spain, chilling in temperatures of over 30 deg C most days. The campsite is about a mile from the village of Cabo de Gata, a short bike ride along the beach.
The village of Cabo de Gata
We highly recommend the campsite, far from the fleshpots of the Costa Brava (but close to a very good tapas restaurant) and home to a number of expats who migrate here for the winter and who have made us very welcome.
Tennis this morning, on the campsite court
Bob is the professional looking one; I’m the one trying to jump out of the way of the ball.
There are a number of salinas, or salt pans, and ramblas dotted about. There is a large flock of flamingoes on the rambla near the campsite, with an assortment of ducks, stints and other fowl.
Max would dearly love to play with the ducks but isn’t allowed; apart from other considerations the rambla mud is not particularly fragrant. Quite the opposite in fact.
There is a great vegetable market in Cabo; these are some of our spoils from a trip out on Saturday.
This is the pretty church a mile to the east of cabo de Gata.
Cycling back after another tough day.
Any sign of Clint Eastwood?
H Jim…yes..He’s around….we’re going cycling with him tomorrow…
Peter – The photo of you playing tennis would be great for a ‘spot the ball’ photo competition. It is really good that you don’t mind looking a fool in so many of the photographs.