Walk Sunday 4 November 2018 Nerja




This week with snow on the Sierras we decided to go down to Nerja for our walk, at least it would be warm down there. I left home in long trousers, fleece and a jacket. One hour later, at the start of the walk from the caves, I was down to shorts and a T-shirt, don’t worry I had not thrown caution to the wind, they were all in my rucksack along with another 2 coats.
 The route was a circular one setting off from the caves and the idea was that we could do an easy and a harder walk, with the easy walkers walking with us for the first half of the route and then making their way back along a 4X4 track, whilst the harder walk went up a hill.
Trying to keep track as to who, and how many there were in the group was impossible, even Einstein would have had trouble keeping up with all the comings and goings.
For the first 1km, the track follows a 4X4 road to the picnic site, it then drops down into a superb barranco which fortunately, even after all the rain, was still dry. There are a number of dam walls in the barranco which are used to slow the force of the water when it floods.
It was while negotiating the path over the wall that the easy walkers decided to take an alternative route. The rest of the group continued along the original route with a loose arrangement to meet up at the picnic site. By the time we arrived they had long gone so we had a quick snack.
Now we all know that Dave is a fit lad and some of us knew we had a long steep climb ahead of us. Someone in the group decided to even things up a bit by placing a few rocks in his pack. He only discovered the extra packages when he stopped for lunch at the top and by the time I arrived he had laid the blame on Billy and Martin. Can I just say in mitigation they were totally innocent.
 The weather had been superb all morning and we were looking forward to enjoying the views but, as we arrived, some clouds appeared from nowhere and we spent lunch barely able to see each other, never mind the mountains.
 From here it is all downhill, and after taking a diminishing group photo we split up again. As we were walking on a 4X4 track we came across 2 women, one of whom was nursing a broken ankle and, of course, there is no phone signal, and there is a chain across the road  to stop you driving on it. This was an ideal opportunity for Julie to get her first aid kit out again, as thus far on the walk she had not been able to practice her skills on me, which made a change. So with a bandage applied we offered to carry her down to the barrier, but her father had gone down to phone the Guardia Civil. 20 minutes later they passed us on route to pick her up. I am pleased to say they took her to the hospital where they discovered she had broken both the fibula and tibia bones and dislocated her ankle.
 With as much excitement as we could cope with for one day we carefully made our way back to the cars and the bar opposite, where we took refreshments.
 


We walked 16 km and climbed 805 metres.

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