Hotel Real de Bohoyo
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... I even took to trying to call things in an Sean's accent to liven things up but I could never imitate him fully. Time wore on and all was well, before we new it we at the first special test. At this point (roughly 1700 mts up a mountain) the clothing choice of shorts was looking dubious as I managed to roll one of the worst cigarettes of my life due to the uncontrollable shaking. Test done (moderately badly but penalty free) we were soon descending into ...
... in bank account. Still waiting!
To late to go to Jerez as we have 5 hour drive ahead of us. After quite a pleasant drive arrived in Don Quixote country , didn't see any windmills to tilt at , so headed up the mountain to our scheduled hotel. As we arrived at this absolutely beautiful hotel on an equally beautiful mountain, with views to die for, our uncooperative little man was soon forgotten! The owner was a lovely man ,gorgeus to look and who ...
... br> back, the mountain pass was covered in thick cloud.
Back at the campsite, the children were in full voice, the
teenagers were smoking in the toilets and general mayhem ensued until the early
hours of the morning. Let’s hope they all go home tomorrow.
Weather: Low cloud
Walk: Start El Arena 890m
Peak: Puerto de la Cabrilla Pass 1942m
The skies ...
... felt exhausted but we now had a day to sleep, eat and explore Salamanca. Our day off started well, a delightful English woman wandered into our encampment with two cups of tea, perfect. Having stayed just outside of town we decided to take the bus into the centre of Salamanca which was straightforward enough and we disembarked just by the famous Plaza Major! The plaza was a spectacle in sandstone and we made a beeline for the closest ...
... were supposedly the best they had ever had. Onwards to our next campsite, in the most beautiful location in the mountains near Hervas but, very noisy, campers, traffic and dogs! Didn't stop until after midnight. Pitches VERY close together, it was a strange place with lots of caravans cheek by jowl with tarpaulins stretched between the trees and over purpose built steel ...