Well, I really wasn’t sure if I wanted to do this walk thing or not. It used to be a pretty dangerous place by all accounts, so much so that it was closed about twenty years ago to stop people having accidents. Since then the whole gorge has been re-done with boardwalks clinging like shelves around the rocks with the odd swing bridge thrown in for good measure. You can see the old path running under the new for most of the way. Over 100 metres high in places, we absolutely loved it! Amazing experience but at the same time completely safe.
The bit I didn’t love about today was having to be up at 7am …really not good at mornings and totally out of practice these days. 😬We walked down through the tunnel to the north entrance, where, if you’re lucky they sell off spare tickets at 9:30am. There was already a queue when we got there. Got talking to an interesting bloke while we waited…he’d cycled to China! Think he was glad ‘not’ to be there at the minute though! When they gave out hard hats and hairnets I nearly did a runner. Think I had to wear similar head gear for my Saturday job at Pork Farms circa ‘79!
The whole walk was only about 5km so seemed to be over quite quickly. In keeping with their ‘confuse your customer’ theme, we stood at the wrong bus stop. Shuttle buses take you back to the top end of the gorge if you can find the right place to wait.
Sometime later, we arrived back at the van to find we’d been blocked in. A bit of careful shunting and we somehow got out. Several wrong roads caused us to miss Antequera’s interesting rock formations – save those for another time. From the sublime to the ridiculous…back end of Malaga, traffic like the M25, Lidl, chocolate croissant, Torre del Mar, Campsite now …looking at a concrete wall surrounded by scaffold and sardined in with a thousand other ‘homies. 💤
Rufus does Europe
Two people motorhoming around Europe with memories of a mad dog