We are rapidly approaching our last few days in Gibraltar so
it was really nice for my (Amanda) mum and dad to come over for a visit. Although my dad had been to Gibraltar many
years ago whilst in the Navy my parents had not holidayed here. It was quite a surprise to walk back from the
shower block and find my parents sitting on Magnum even when I knew they were
coming as it seemed so out of context.
As Mark & I have done most of the touristy stuff we set
my parents up with a map, some tourist info and let them get on with it. It was easy for them to get a taxi up the
Rock to see St Michaels Cave, the Siege tunnels and the Apes Den, at £25 a
person it initially seems a lot, but it is a dedicated tour and that price does
get you into the Cave and tunnels.
The weather wasn’t as good as we had been having over the
first couple of days of their visit but at least it was better than the UK. We
headed out to Europa Point to see how blowy it really gets in the Straits and
also to see the views of Morocco.
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Europa Point with Rock and Mosque in background |
After walking from Europa point to Rosia Bay (where Nelson’s
body was brought to, stored in a casket of brandy) we made use of the free buses
to get around to Catalan Bay, funny that when my dad had been year many years
earlier the tunnels were still in use by the Navy and he remembers looking out over
Catalan Bay.
Next day after mum and dad had a educational visit to the
Museum we all had lunch and went out to the Botanic Gardens although only small
they are so tranquil and make up for the lack of green space in Gib.
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Mum & dad under whales jaw in Botanic Gardens |
Once most of the tourist trail was complete we hired a car
to explore some of our favourite places in Spain. As my parents had not been to the Costa Del
Sol we headed up to Puerto Banus to admire the marina, funny I never manage to
get any photos as there were plenty of people flocking to take photos of the posy
yachts and cars. We sat and watched the world go by whilst having an over
priced coffee! That was our fill of the
busy world and on the drive back to Gibraltar we stopped at Casares a pretty
white washed village which also gave us some great views of Gibraltar.
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Casares |
The following day we headed west along the coast to Cape Trafalgar
(yes, where the battle took place) the drive is lovely along the coast but we
had bizarre fog all the way (bit like our first sail past Tarifa) so we didn’t
get the views we had hoped. The countryside
is full of wind turbines and if you have not been here before it is quite a
sight.
Our first stop was a lovely typical Spanish town/village, Vejer
de la Frontera, we wandered up in to the town along the narrow streets full of
orange trees and around the old city walls, it was not over run by tourists and
was surprisingly nice as we were only really planning on passing through.
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Vejer de la Frontera |
A few miles inland and we reach Cape Trafalgar, the fog had
clear, the sun was shining and with the westerly wind we were able to tuck in
on the east side of the headland and enjoy our picnic.
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Picnic at lighthouse at Cape Trafalgar |
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Beach at Cape Trafalgar |
After Trafalgar we drove through Zahora which looked like a
very sleepy surf town and then onto Barbate where we had moored back in August,
not much to see but lovely drive along the coast with the sun shining and we
had a clear view of the hundreds of wind turbines, it brought back on those
special memories for Mark J
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Wind turbines close to Tarifa |
We had one final stop that day at Tarifa as this is one of
our favourite places we couldn’t miss and it made a good coffee stop.
After such a busy day the next day we were going to have a
bit of a shopping stop in Spain and then take it easy but we were caught out by
a Spanish back holiday, so we headed off to Ronda. Stunning drive although again we were
bothered by the fog which did spoil some of the views but it was nice being up
in the mountains and we did get to see some of the wildlife. There must be over 100 storks that nest of
the electricity pylons, every one is full.
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Stork & nest on top of pylon |
There was no fog in Ronda and the views were stunning.
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Mum, dad & Amanda, views over Ronda |
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Ronda views |
We walked from one side of the town across the amazing bridge
which spans the gorge, we had our daily picnic in a beautiful square with the
sun shining and we even had time to pop in the museum.
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Bridge over gorge |
The final day with the car was a return trip to the shops! I
managed to get a wetsuit from Decathlon which hopefully will be put to use when
I am able to finish my Padi scuba diving course later in the year – big thanks
to my very generous brother who bought me this for my birthday. I won’t share
the photos!
We visited one final Spanish village which was Castellar de
la Frontera, the old town which includes a castle (Castellar means castle in
Spanish) at the top of a windy little road is very picturesque and peaceful.
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Castle at Castellar |
It over looks the Guadarranque
reservoir, the original occupants of the village were moved out in 1971 and the
village now has a small hotel in the castle (although did not look like it was
open out of season) and what look like some smaller holiday properties, it
would be a very remote location for a holiday as from what we could see there
were not any shops, there was a small restaurant and a couple of galleries, we
came across Riccardo Pasquini exhibiting his work which was really interesting
as it incorporated different colour sands from all over the world, shame we do
not have the space or the any money to buy!
So after a busy week there was a the normal sad goodbyes but we all had a lovely time,