We had enjoyed Almerimar, though it is a slightly strange mixture
of pleasant resort and abandoned grand plan; right up that is until Wendy’s new
folding bike was stolen on Friday night. We had grown careless in the quiet
place where nothing much seemed to happen and left the bike (with 2 locks)
chained to a lamppost next to our stern. Mistake, as Wendy was awake at 2am
when it disappeared. You live and learn. We spent half of the following day explaining
the situation to the police via the interpretation app on a mobile phone.
The rest of the day took us to Almeria, which under the
Moors was the most important port in Spain. The town grew immensely rich,
though little remains of the glories except the Alcazaba, which looks down on
the town. Although its buildings were once said to rival those in Granada
little evidence now remains within the still impressive walls. The commercial harbour does not welcome yachts
but was dominated by an oil platform.
On Sunday we left Almerimar to go round the Cabo de Gata
onto the Coasta Blanca and into the tiny marina at San Jose where Wendy
impressed the locals by reversing Cara Mara into the only available parking
spot. San Jose is a surprisingly pleasant little holiday village, a far cry
from an almost, wanabe place like Almerimar. The best bit of being here was
that on Cabo de Gata you can visit the saline lake Salinas, and see the flamingos.
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| The wall of Alcadaba were built by the Moors to provide a palace and fortress and to surround the town. After the christian re-conquest the fortress was extended with round towers to withstand cannon. |
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| Little
remains of the once stunning Moorish architecture and gardens |
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| Cabo
de Gata is impressive, dark volcanic rock, with almost white intrusions . |
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| Add captionThe tiny marina at San Jose |
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| Salinas, the lake is still used for extraction of salt |
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| Hundreds of Greater Flamingos, (they really are pink), make the journey to Salinas well worth while. |
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