Don Rapid was as good as his name and cut us a new key in record time on our way out of Almerimar. We then continued along the coast to a small town called Salobreña, arriving in the late afternoon.
We stayed overnight on an empty restaurant car park which seemed to be in the location the free overnight stop was supposed to be. Another van joined us later in the evening and another the following morning. It seems to be quite easy to start an unofficial camp site!
We headed off to explore the next morning. Salobreña itself was quite pretty – a white sugar cube old town on a hill with a moorish castle on top. There did seem to be some mysterious major construction works underway at the castle…. From the castle, we did spot the real overnight stop, a mere quarter of a mile or so further down the road than we had ventured. We checked it out as we were leaving and it was a bit of a gypsy camp, with no official water or disposal facilities, so not top of our list for future trips.
From Salobreña, we continued a bit further along the coast to our next overnight stop at Almayate, a “proper” overnight stop with full facilities but lacking in character or any nearby amusement. It served its purpose though.
We were now getting very close to Málaga, and with a few days to go before we needed to be in Fuengirola we decided to take a diversion inland. We went to the Laguna de la Fuente de Piedra which had a visitor centre that might’ve been interesting if they hadn’t chilled it to temperatures that would encourage even a penguin to leave quickly without reading all the display boards. We did a walk along the edge of the lagoon; the water level was quite low so we only saw the flamingoes from a bit of a distance.
From the Laguna we drove on to a little town called Cueva de San Marcos which has motorhome facilities similar to those we’re used to in France; free parking and water/waste facilities on the car park next to the town sports centre. Access to the car park was a bit tight (you wouldn’t want to show up here in a large van) but we had the place all to ourselves so stayed a couple of nights. It was much colder at night away from the coast but still nice and warm during the day as long as you were in the Sun.
I tried looking up the Cuevas on the internet, thinking that there may be a clue in the name (also, we could see a cave in the rock face above). The information online was scant, but I did discover that there was a cave that was closed to visitors and a shiny new visitor centre (that didn’t see fit to include an address or instructions on how to find it! Luckily it turned out to be very close to the sports centre).
We walked up to the cave, which was open, passing the shiny visitor centre that was resolutely shut. The cave did have some small bats in it. We managed to walk in a short way, having for once remembered our headtorches. When we came to a narrow/low bit, Mark decided to crawl through. I decided to hold back until I heard what there was to see – if it was an enormous cavern I’d go for it. As it turned out, the best selling point he came up with was a giant woodlouse, so I didn’t bother!
Here’s the view from the cave entrance. You can see Kampington in the bottom left of the picture just above the line of shadow.
This morning we went out for a short trip on the motorbike, crossing the top of the dam you can see on the picture above and continuing on to a town called Rute where there is also a stopover listed in our book. Rute was bigger than we expected. We had a look at the stopover; not as nice as the one at Cuevas de San Marcos. Mark did comment that he bets they don’t sell many oranges in the local supermarket; there were very pretty orange trees lining many of the roads.
We’re now heading off towards Alora which is slightly inland, to the North-West of Málaga.