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:: Saturday 23 September 2006 ::

WOGFROG06 DAY 6 TOLEDO TO CAPILEIRA

A very long drive on Day 7, many many hours in the Mazda, to get South East down from Toledo past Granada and high up into the Sierra Nevada supaMountains to a teeny village called Capileira, there to rest for a couple days. Got in to Cap late and was welcomed by top skippy hosts.

But first, there was a pressing need to make slight detour out of Toledo

What's that I spy? A dragon?

Yeee, its Don Quixote's Windmills...with Mazda MX5, as nature intends.

Lordy, this made me happy. I always lerved that story of madness and Dulcinea and Sancho Panza and the skinny horse. I think my Pa read it to me...or maybe I read it. But I do recall that terrible melted nail art of the 1970's - you know the stuff, all hunks of black melted nails made into sculptures, and my parents had a littlish sculpture of Don Q. Plus there was a musical for sure.

Anyhoo, a lot of motorway action south towards Motril before the turnoff into the Las Alpujarras zone, which is just superwinding high up roads, all sheer cliffs and hairpin turns, up up to Capileira. No shots on that drive - I did that on day 8 and I'll post about that in a bit.

But I did get a very important shot.

It's the Big Black Spanish Beastie and he's bin caught quite perfectly by my camera.

Finalmente! Damn thing's bin haunting me.

So, plenty of gin and tonics and a late night dinner of chitterchat on a terrace close to the stars in Capileira and a sleep in a bed so soft it was like being hugged to slumber. That was my Day 7 night.

And I do mean close to the stars.

Day 8? Well, you will need to read on.
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