14th January
The sky is pure blue as we drive out of Jimena. Very similar to the day we arrived. Our plan is to make for the coast as we have both missed the sea, and Jc has found a campsite within walking distance of a beach at Zahora half way between Tarifa and Cadiz. The drive is very enjoyable. I realise what a pleasure it is to drive the van compared to the small car we hired. Past the black and white herons (which I now know as Storks) nesting on top of the Telegraph poles and on to Tarifa.
Big wind farm country here as the winds around Gibralter are renowned, probably due to them being funnelled through the Straits.
We passed a number of places where there are motorhomes and caravans moored up on the beach. Not sure if these are official sites though, so decide to go on to our planned destination. Pinar San Jose is a large site with modern facilities and has been FOUND by the Brits. 90% of the motor homes here are British and some of them are enormous. One kind English lady came up to us minutes after we arrived to tell us about the Procession Caterpillars in the area. They are a vile pest living in pine trees ( this site is covered in pine trees) that kill the tree and have poisonous hairs along their body. These will give humans a nasty rash and can kill a dog if they breath the hairs or swallow one. Apparently the camp owners have just sprayed a number of nests in the site as a puppy nearly died. January and February are the worst months and they are in pine trees all along this coast so we will have keep the dogs under our noses even more than usual.
We walked the 1/2 mile to the sandy beach which was definately worth the effort. It is flanked by the Cape of Trafalgar where the great naval battle was fought in 1805 ( or so JC tells me). An exhausting day finished with a glass of beer taken on the deck of a timber shack operating as a beach restaurant whilst watching a sunset to match whitstable's. Who could ask for more?
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Location:Zahora
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