Saturday, March 10, 2012

6 March 2012 Padules


The offending sign post


6 March 2012   Padules

We had a choice this week, we could either go and do a section on the Sulayr path or continue along the GR142. As both paths started in roughly the same area, the far end of the Alpujuarra, we said we would wait and see what the weather was like before deciding what to do. In the end we decided on the easiest option because Kees was having problems with a persistent cough and we had promised Marjan we would look after him.
We drove to Padules, the centre of last weeks escapade when the bus went without us. This week we were going to walk without the aid of the bus on the section we did not manage to complete last week. We only managed to walk 10 metres before stopping to buy Churros, a donut type of snack, on sale in the market. Last week we did not have time to explore the village, but this week we followed the route as it wound its way along the narrow streets and out into the campo. We were heading for Almóeita which turned out to be one of the nicest little villages we had visited, a lot of the house had poems written on the walls. We were not too concerned when the signs for the GR142 were replaced with the GR140 as around Laujar de Andarax the two routes were on the same post, the GR140 comes down from Puerta Ragua and goes to Almeria. The GR142 goes its own way in Canjáyar, but around here both appear to follow the same path. After Almóeita the route is on the main road for 1 km before heading into the campo again.
According to the map we should have picked up a little path heading steeply uphill to where we had turned around last week. We could not find any sign of the GR142 going over the hill but there was a big sign for the GR140 going around it. The further we followed this route the more convinced we became that we had gone wrong somewhere. Eventually we came up with a new plan, we would return to Padules on a short cut we had discovered and yes, this short cut really did work. We would then drive to where we had stopped a week ago, the map showed a track we thought we could get the car down and then we would resume our walk and see where we ended up. The drive was easy enough even though we did expect to fall down an old mine shaft at any moment. We stopped for lunch on the same place we had stopped at last week and then set off walking again.
After 2.5 km we arrived at the GR140 sign we had looked at in the morning. Careful examination revealed that the post should have had a GR142 sign on it as well, pointing to the little path heading up hill. Apparently the GR142 goes over the hill and the 140 goes around it, but the 140 is not shown on the map, life in Spain is not always as easy as it seems. We turned around and headed back for the car, happy that the mystery of the missing path had been solved. Mike developed a new game involving the throwing stones at the numerous large rocks that abound in this area. We were most impressed with his skill as he managed to hit every one, after each throw he announced howzat. It was only when we questioned his ability by asking him to point out in advance what he was going to hit that we realised he was a complete fraud he could not hit anything. It was down to the Auzzie to show the poms how to do it, she hit the rock on the first throw. What a girl! she can be on my team anytime. Mike was issued with a 3 walk suspension for cheating.



Once again we stopped off in Cadiar for a beer before returning home.
  
    
On the walk Mike, Kees, Rene, and myself.

Distance on GR142 8 km, ascent 567 metres, total distance 16.6 km.
Total on GR142  98 km , Total walked 161.9 km. Total ascent  7846 metres.

Friday, March 2, 2012

28 February Laujar de Andarax


28 February 2012   Laujar de Andarax
When we were planning this walk last year we thought we would be able to make use of the local buses to return us to our starting point. Unfortunately we have only been able to use it once, when we caught the bus back from Busquister to Orgiva. All the other occasions the bus either did not go to the villages we wanted to go to or the times were wrong. This week everything fell into place, planning wise. But, as they say, the best laid plans can go astray.
We had an early 7.45 am start, we had a bus to catch 110 kms away in Padules. The idea was we would catch the 9.50 from Padules to Laujar de Andarax and then walk back to Padules. Arriving in Padules with 25 minutes to spare we decided to go for a quick coffee. We came out of the bar with 10 minutes to go before the bus was due to arrive only to see it disappearing down the road. It was Andalusia day, a local holiday, and this was the only bus, we were devastated, all that planning for nought. What were we going to do? Would the wives accept we had spent the day in the bar?
A new plan was finally conceived. Plan B had us driving back to Laujar de Andarax and setting off on our usual “there and back” type of walk.
We started off where we had finished the previous section, a couple of weeks ago, and followed the road into the village. We stopped off at the tourist information center looking for a guide book  to the walk where a very helpful lady pointed us the right direction, sadly she did not have a guide book for sale.
The route was along quiet back roads and campo tracks, following the Rio Andarax as it made its’ way slowly down the valley. Inevitably there is always a hill to climb and, with a change in the landscape, we started a easy climb out of the valley. We were into mining country now, and the hillsides are littered with old abandoned lead mines. There are buildings and shafts everywhere and notices advising you not to go off the trail. At the top, and after walking 11 km, we stopped for lunch and then started our return journey back.
Now we all consider ourselves pretty fortunate to be able to get out on our rambles twice a week in this beautiful countryside, but today we came across a lone walker, making his way up the hill, who was able to top our charmed life. It transpired he was an American,  from Michigan,  on an extended holiday. He had started walking from Winchester in the UK, crossed over to France, walked down through France, Northern Spain, Portugal and was now headed for Barcelona and onwards into Italy. How he got that past his girlfriend I have no idea.
We wished him good luck with the rest of his holiday and continued our short journey back to Luajar de Andarax, which was where Boabdil came to live after he was expelled from Granada in 1492. We felt it was our duty to stop for a beer in the town before heading home. We got back to the valley around 6 pm.
    
On the walk Mike, Kees, Rene, and myself.

Distance on GR142 10.5 km, ascent 517 metres, total distance 21 km.
Total on GR142  90 km , Total walked 145.3 km. Total ascent  7279 metres.