Noooooooo closed. 😲

As I paid I pointed the direction I thought I was going. Of course it was the opposite way.

I one today was going to be a bit spikey and that’s exactly what it proved to be just under 2000m of climbing in 76kms no wonder I felt a bit knackered. 

The day was georgeous, hills and more hills minimal traffic. The roads had view points all along. You really cannot stop at every one or you wouldn’t get anywhere. The views were fantastic. In my new relaxed campaign I’m leaving at about 9am. Very little is open at that time, I searched for a cafe in 2 towns, it wasn’t till 11 and the 3rd town that I found a cafe, actually recommended by a woman I met at the top of a hill.

The road twisted and turned and finally I came to the turn off for Jimera de Libar where my camp site was. There were signs pointing to it so I assumed all was good. Deep down into a valley away from the main roads I was excited as most campsites are near main roads and are loud. I was looking forward to perfect tranquility.  I saw the flags flying out side. But as I drew up to the entrance the gates were closed. I heard someone inside.  I shouted hi, he shouted back Closed. I was crestfallen. 

But I know this can happen and I had already assesses the next campsite 27 kms away. So I sat down and had some lunch and set off up, up, up.

Into Ronda.

Set up in the campsite…. Next to a road.