We spent four days on the beach fee camping near Calabardina. During the days the sun felt warm and we enjoyed the days relaxing, reading and taking walks along the beachfront to Calabardina itself. The town seemed deserted with very few people about. Most of the houses had been left empty, the window shutters closed for the winter. In the summer perhaps the town comes alive, but as we walked around it was difficult to see how the few local business survived. On our first visit we found a small bar open and popped in for a drink, there were half a dozen locals sat round a table playing cards and talking loudly. The drinks were cheap and accompanied by a tapas cost only €1.20 each. We visited the bar on three of the four nights we were there. On our second day I discovered that my solar panel wasn’t charging the batteries, the regulator seemed dead. I checked all the connections and the wires and eventually found a break in the wire of the inline fuse holder. I didn’t have a spare so drove to Lorca, not to far away to a caravan dealers where I managed to get things sorted out.
On our last night we had a thunder storm, the thunder rumbled over the inky sea while the sheet lightning lit up the sky, keeping me awake for awhile. The following morning the sky cleared and the sun returned. We were ready to leave. Steve suggested another free camp he had seen on his previous travels, a few kilometres further south. My LPG tank was down to half full. Spain doesn't have many garages that sell LPG at the moment. Repsol seems to be the main supplier, but the nearest garage was some hundred kilometres away. I managed to do a Google search and found that the caravan dealer I visited a couple of days before sold it, wish I had known at the time. Steve was interested to see if he could find some solar panels so we agreed to drive to Lorca before making our way to a new stopover. I managed to fill up with LPG, but Steve had no luck with the solar panels.
Once again we were lucky and found a great spot on the beach, which was quiet, secluded and when we arrived, had only a few other campers parked up. There was nothing wrong with the spot, but the following morning both Steve and I said it didn’t feel right somehow. We moved a couple of kilometres further down the coast to another spot which was much better, Playa Carolina, where we spent the night. Still keen to find other free camping places we moved on again to Pulpi where we again found a super spot, with the bonus of being within walking distance of Pulpi town and a number of beachside bars that were open. We spent three days in Pulpi, visiting a bar in town each evening for a drink and tapas.
For me it was time to start thinking of heading northwards again. Although I have a few weeks before I need to be back in Italy, I don’t want to rush. I now have confirmation of the flights to Australia and my visa has been issued so everything’s looking good, especially as we’ll be flying on an A380 Airbus the newest jumbo of the skies. Steve has no set plans and has decided to join me as I retrace my steps back up the coast, at least as far as Los Narejos anyway. I’ve enjoyed travelling we Steve for the past couple of weeks or so and it will be good to travel together for a little while longer. Leaving Pulpi we slowly meandered back along the coast to Águilas and Calabardina, where we have spent the past two nights. It has turned much colder, even though the sun has been shining during the day. The night before last the temperature dropped to 5°C and last night was much the same if not slightly colder. We arrived back in Canada de Callegro earlier today and although we are only about 40 kilometres from Calabardina it feels so much warmer, hopefully it will stay that way.
It seems I've been travelling for most of my life.
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