The climb onto the Meseta began just after Rabe. So much is written about the Meseta, and I know the three of us each had some anxiety as we approached it.This was the Meseta that I had feared would be too hot and barren for me...... but it had been a wet June, and all was still green.
It was a magical moment when we emerged from an early climb, and in front of us, all we could see was a huge expanse of wheat to the horizon, where the sky began. There was nothing else..... It quite took our breath away.
Here we are experiencing the famous 'flat' of the Meseta. But we were also lucky enough to see the wildflowers I had heard about, but thought only those walking in the springtime were able to enjoy.....
There was a steep descent into Hornillos del Camino, and we had breakfast at a bar there. Then followed another climb onto what felt like a more remote part of the Meseta. After some time walking, suddenly Hontanas came into view.
Those of you who have read about how boring the Meseta is, and that it is easily bussed across and ignored...... look in fact at how very beautiful the Meseta can be.....
There wasn't a lot to do in Hontanas except relax, and even the dogs knew when it was time for the siesta....
Hunkered In
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The sky keeps changing colors, the wind roars all night and morning.
Sometime overnight it pulled the chicken-hut door off its hinges and
smashed it to k...
4 years ago
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