The drive from Las Cuevas de San Marcos down to Álora took us through some beautiful scenery.
We stayed for two nights at a small B&B / Aire near Álora run by a Dutch couple. The info we had suggested that there was room for 7-8 vans. Hmmmm, maybe if they were tiny Romahomes….. As it was quiet, we managed to park across several bays….
We went out on the bike for a trip to El Torcal, which is an area of impressive limestone formations. We’re planning on going back with the Robinshaws senior next week and taking the opportunity to do one of the walking trails at the same time (not really having been best kitted out in our bike leathers).
We took a circuitous route to also have a look at El Chorro, a gorge nearby. We knew that the impressive-looking walkway through the gorge was closed until 2015 but were hoping to be able to get a good view of the gorge from a viewpoint. Nothing doing, unfortunately.
On our first night we had been troubled by a few mozzies (and Mark had the bites to prove it). On the second night it was flies, so much so that we had to close the doors and windows and undertake a mass cull before we were able to cook our tea…
On Sunday, it was time to head back down to the coast. The campsite we had earmarked in Fuengirola doesn’t take bookings and looked very full as we arrived, so it was with some trepidation that I headed into the reception to enquire. Luckily, though, there were a few pitches still available. Phew…..
We spent the afternoon setting ourselves up (including putting the awning up for only the second time ever) and wandering into the town for a look around. Mark even went a far as winding down the caravan legs on the back of the van – this for the very first time ever!
A pile of laundry later and we were all ready to head to Málaga on Monday to collect the hire car and Mark’s parents.