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Moving on

Early in the morning I had breakfast and then broke camp and continued on my way towards Los Barrios that is located 45 kilometers northeast of Tarifa.

Between Tarifa and Los Barrios
Between Tarifa and Los Barrios

I was running out of water but got lucky finding a small stream. But the water wasn’t easy to get to depending on a tightly put up barbed wire fence and a steep slope, but I found a small opening in the fence and could slide down to the desirable running water.

Just a few hours later I came across a roadside restaurant and could feast on soft drinks, mineral water, and a sandwich with cured ham and cheese.

Los Barrios
Los Barrios

The last part of the stage that day went really easy after that. I found Hotel Real in the center of Los Barrios, a typical countryside hotel with a restaurant as the main attraction but also with some rooms for rent at the second floor. I took a shower and then made preparations for the walk next day. I went shopping for water, apples, soft drinks, and biscuits, filled my water bag, and took care of my feet and my gear before allowing myself to relax.

Myself
Myself

This was to become my daily routine for a long time to come, together with washing my laundry in the sink. Later on I visited the town square where I had supper. Actually, I was lucky to get fed that early, it was only seven o’clock  in the evening and often it is impossible to get a decent cooked meal in Spain before eight or eight thirty.

Heading into the Málaga province

I continued on my way towards Montejaque and went through wide valleys surrounded by mountains. For several hours I walked through vast pasture lands in the midst of hoards of cows and I must admit that every now and then I cast an eye at the area between the hind legs of the animals in order to convince myself that they all had udders and not something completely different that only bulls have 😮 Occasionally I went past very well enclosed fields where large bulls roamed behind fences and sturdy hedges. My guess is that their destiny was to end their days fighting for their lives in some bullfighting arena. The wind was hot and strong and blew in my face all day.

Montejaque
Montejaque
Montejaque
Montejaque

I reached Montejaque in the early afternoon and had a tortilla and a beer and refilled my water vessels. I carried on and soon, at a distance, I saw the characteristic silhouette of the majestic cliff upon which Ronda resides.

Approaching Ronda
Approaching Ronda
Ronda
Ronda

The cliff or rock is divided by a deep crack that runs through the city where it creates several magnificent sights and lots of photo opportunities. It still took me a couple of hours before I reached my hotel close to the new bridge in the center of old Ronda.

Ronda
Ronda
Ronda
Ronda

My room had double doors that led to a large balcony where I could take in the city and it was also an excellent place for hanging my wet laundry to dry.

Ronda
Ronda