The wind picked up strongly during the night, the sea turned angry, the wind driven spray covering the vans in salt water. It was not going to be a pleasant day. Marion the German lady and her Norwegian friend packed up and left early, followed by the Swedish man in his old caravan. They were heading north to meet up with more friends. Steve and I were a little bit more relaxed but were ready to get under way by 10:30. We discussed the possibilities and decided on a camperstop some 120 kilometres south. The sky remained dark grey and rain lashed down as we drove along. Arriving at the camperstop we were disappointed, there were a few motorhomes parked up, but it seemed dismal and unfriendly. The pitches were all sloping and the electric hook up point meant we needed extra long cables, which we didn’t have. We decided to try somewhere else. Eventually we found a camperstop in the low lying hills some 15 kilometres from the sea. It was a ranch that the owners were adding a campsite too. With all the facilities at €8 per night it was reasonable value, although they didn’t seem keen on us staying for just one night. We booked in nonetheless. I managed to get onto the internet which was nice and Steve offered to cook a curry with some chicken he had bought earlier in the day. I took the wine and we enjoyed a good meal and a good chat until gone 11 pm.
I slept well, despite the rain drumming on the van roof, but by breakfast time the sky had cleared and a sunny, warm day, looked to be in prospect. After using the showers and service point we paid our bills. The owner moaning, that it was a lot of work for him, as we only stayed one night, although I cant image why that should be. Perhaps he was just a grumpy man.
After looking at the possibilities we made our way to Canada de Callegro and a free camping spot on the beachfront. There were a large number of vans parked up but we managed to find a good spot. After lunch we took a walk along a track following the coastline. It was a pleasant walk, but after all the rain pretty muddy. The sun came out and was really hot for awhile, but by mid afternoon the clouds returned and the temperature dropped. By 6 pm the rain started once again and seemed set to continue all night. The following morning it was grey and overcast after a night of rain. It was however a lazy morning though, chatting to Steve and some of the other campers. We took a walk into the small village nearby and popped into a bar for a drink. Two beers for Steve and two large glasses of red wine for me and a tapas between us came to just €4. Excellent value and makes you wander why the prices are so much higher in other parts of Europe.
Despite the poor weather forecast our third morning in Canada de Callegro was bright and sunny. We had decided to move on, and after a chat decided to try a little further along the coast near to Águilas. Steve had seen a couple of places to free camp on previous trips, so we set off to have a look. We found a place on the beach about four kilometres north of Águilas, but needed to go into the centre to do some shopping. We had a walk round first and visited a couple of tourist spots that Steve had visited earlier in the year when he had rented a small apartment there. Afterwards in a large, but deserted commercial centre we bought some groceries, had a pizza lunch and tried to get onto the internet without success. Returning to the beach we parked up and went for a walk climbing the rocks rising out of the sea. There was an unusual camper parked up on the beach; a brand new Volkswagen Crafter chassis cab fitted with a wooded camper body. It was lovely, made by a Dutch company called Tonkacampers. Still feeling fit we then walked a kilometre or so to the small town at the end of the cape. Finding an open bar in what otherwise seemed to be a ghost town, we stopped for a drink. By the time we had finished it was dark so we made our way back to the vans along the main road. There were no street lights, but there was almost a full moon so we found our way back okay. It had been an interesting and enjoyable day, we might even spend a couple of days here.
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