We drive over more sierra and through an (historically) important mining area. Lead, silver and tin mostly. There is plenty of evidence in the form of chimneys from smelters, watercourses, shaftheads and so on. Also piles of tailings everywhere. The mines have been in operation since Roman times at least, but peaked in the late 19thC.
No photos as I was driving.
Spanish beaches have been pretty crap so far. Stony, steep - where's the fine white sand we were expecting? Pretty hard to see what Brits get so wound up about. |
An 'ermito'. Rather fancy for a hermitage I'd have thought. |
Poor Reggie! |
The road into Mazarron was lined with farms under plastic covers and netting. They grow brassicas, lemons, tomatoes, melons, peaches, lettuce, kale, etc.
I had hoped to stay in an old mine but access was not easy for Reggie so we skipped it and had a swim instead.
The camp site was set up for 200 pitches, with pool, cafeteria in season, dog walking area, petanque pitches, and toilet-showers bigger than Reggie. There were about 8 of us there.
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