Jerez – sherry, horses and bikes

After rescuing the car from the parking garage and loading our bags I couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous of getting lost on the cobbled streets of Granada and within a couple of hundred meters we were stopped by the Policia.  Not because we had done anything wrong only that there was a running…

Granada – an unexpected surprise 

As the son of an orchardist I am always interested in orchards and today I was just gob-smacked! From Salobre we headed to Granada via Baeza and Jaen. I mentioned in my previous blog that Salobre was set in the mountains surrounded by olive groves. Well that continued all the way to Granada. That’s 270km…

Off the main road – Salobre

From Valancia we head across to Granada. However rather than going around the coast we are heading inland. While Spain here is fairly sparsely populated I’m amazed at some of the townships that just pop up and often they are of a significant size. What I’m not sure on is what sustains these townships. I’m…

Valancia – give it a chance

We picked up our hire car from the main train station in Barcelona. I though driving on the right hand side of the road for the first time in Los Angelas was daunting enough.  That had nothing on this place – trying to figure out the flow of traffic and going around roundabouts with 3…

Barcelona – just scratching the surface

After a 7 hour layover in Dubai we arrived in Barcelona just over 33 hours after we left Canberra. Jumping in a taxi at Barcelona airport the cabbie quickly got us to the wrong hotel.  After a number of apologies we got to the right one after an impromptu tour of the city. Not to…

Going nowhere

I just want to say up front. I’m allergic to boats. Every time I get on a boat I find myself feeding the fishes. My catch cry has been, “the perfect cure for sea sickness – get off the damn boat!”  So when Deb suggested a 3 day sampler cruise out of Sydney I have to…

Finding my way home

From Port Lincoln I continued up and around the coast popping into the various settlements along the way.  It amazed me the number of these little towns on my trip that had quite prominent murals painted on walls.   In endurance riding circles Horrocks pass is the welcome to the east, the first set of true…

Heading east – part 2

There’s something very beautiful about the Nullabor.  Many just see the long drag that you have to take when going across the country.  However, it isn’t like that. The landscape and vegetation changes many times as you move through the countryside, often with little or no transition. Trees, no trees, scrub, plains, rolling hills. And…