Lecrin Valley Limpers

This weekend was supposed to be our big end of the month walk but the weather forecast was predicting doom and gloom with heavy rain, high winds and low temperatures, not my favorite combination of conditions for walking in the hills. As a compromise we decided to go down the hill to Velez de Benaudalla where at least the temperature would be a bit higher. Hilary was also going to lead a shorter walk from Velez so if the conditions were as bad as predicted we could always join them for a lower level walk, and, failing that, we could go to the bar.  At the meeting point in Beznar it was 4 degrees but at least it was dry, 15 minutes later in Velez it was 8 degrees and there was a patch of blue sky, no wonder Cees refers to the village as The Beautiful  village of Velez de Benaudalla. To cap it all the village was protected from the easterly wind by the big hill of Sierra Lujar. We said goodbye to Hilary, who was taking the VOGs out for an airing, and set off up to...

This week a very important event took place in the valley. Our castle in Murchas was reconquered from the the bad people of Melegis. Over the centuries, the castle has offered sanctuary and protection from the marauding hordes of peasants and scavengers who have roamed the surrounding hills and valleys, always in search of a better life. A life the people of the higher villages have always rightfully claimed. Even to this day they are envious of our high speed fiber optic internet and rapid motorway connections. In 2017  whilst we were all down on beach enjoying sangria and tapas the castle was overrun and captured by the bad people. Our once magnificent castle was ransacked and left in ruins. The 21st of January 2018 will go down in history as the day when justice was done. After a fierce bloody battle the castle was retaken and returned to the rightful guardians, the good people of Lecrin.    The walk started with 21 people from the Blue bar in Melegis, we r...

This week’s walk was a disaster, none of the advertised spectaculars worked as planned. The idea was to go Soportujar to escape the forecasted northerly wind, get some potions from the Witches to banish the colds and sniffles, have a warming morning coffee and anise and visit a spectacular waterfall and returning home before it rained.  The first part of the plan worked, there was no wind, it was cold and cloudy but at least we were protected from the wind. Our first attraction was the Witches cave at the entrance to the village, this was open and the young, good looking witch was at home sweeping up.  Things started to go downhill when we walked into Soportujar looking for a bar, they were all closed, 10 O’clock in the morning and the bars were closed. The village was deserted, there must have been one hell of an orgy going on the night before (Soportujar is famous for it’s orgys).  For me the most important part of the walk was a visit to the Witches c...