6 November 2022 - Important Business

Miles driven today = 0

Total Miles to date = 2,930

My name is Tort and I'm a Glastoholic.  I first went to the Glastonbury Festival of Contemporary Performing Arts (to give it its full title) in 1999 and I've not missed one since.  Apart from one year when I volunteered to work on one of the Information points, I have been incredibly fortunate in being able to get a ticket every year when they have first gone on sale.  I have a wonderful team of friends who always pull out all the stops to make sure that nobody gets left behind, but it gets harder and harder every year and so I always steel myself on the basis that this might be the year I have to find something else to do on the last weekend in June.  But thanks in no small part to my friend Ray I have my ticket for Glastonbury 2023.

Due to a glitch in the system the whole process took a lot longer than usual, so I was glad that we had already decided to spend a third night here at Los Canos de Meca, otherwise it would have been a mad dash to get everything stowed away before the official kicking out time of 1pm.

We still hadn't made it to the Trafalgar lighthouse, so we put that to rights.  There is a tarmac roadway all the way up to the tower but the surrounding dunes have encroached to such an extent that it is currently only accessible by beach buggy.  So we left our bikes at the point where the roadway dissapears beneath the shifting sands and walked the rest of the way.

It's certainly not the prettiest lighthouse you will ever see and the barbed wire fences all around make it totally inaccesible for closer inspection.

A short boardwalk led down to the headland where the breakers crashed impressively against the rocky shore.

This is the beach we cycled to yesterday but viewed from the other end.  There were noticeably more surfers out and about today.  Maybe it was simply because it's a Sunday but the surf conditions did seem better as well.

We decided to celebrate my Glastonbury ticket success by treating ourselves to lunch.  It was only when we sat down to study the menu that we realised that in all our time in Spain we hadn't yet had a proper shared paella.  So we ticked that off the list in no uncertain terms.

And then the afternoon was spent much as it was yesterday.  Swimming and lazing on the sand with the sun on our skin, watching the surfers trudge from one end of the beach to the other and the horses out for their afternoon gallop.

We've only driven a grand total of 22 miles over the last 4 days and are totally blissed out and relaxed as a result. But we will get ourselves back on the road tomorrow.  Destination Tarifa, the most Southerly point in mainland Europe.

7 November 2022 - Tarifa