So I felt like a long hike today. Staring around midday. July in Andalusia. Silly me.
Nah it was fine. But at the end I had really licked off the last drop of my two full liter bottles of water, and was still thirsty. God never did a coke (a COKE! Yes with sugar and caffeine!!) taste better than after those 4 (YES 4!!) hours of hiking in the desert sun.
The hike starts in Benaocaz, a little mountain village. The sign at the entrance promises an hour of walking so I was already a bit disappointed since I was prepared for a longer hike. But I could just continue walking, on and on, not knowing where I would end up (I looked it up later at home - I would have reached Grazalema after 4 hours). But I turned around after 2 hours of walking - and got lost! I must say I panicked a bit, being on my own in the middle of nowhere in the burning heat, running out of water - and really NO SOUL around, just here and there a goat. And everywhere just rocks and thorn bushes.
It felt like a real survival and adventure trip so well, that was good.
After 4 hours I reached the village and got me the ice cold coke - damn deserved.
Nice hike but a bit boring. Although great if you really don't want to meet anyone (like me most of the time).