Only in Spain

We might have been hungry when we went into the restaurant, but after a very fine meal, we decided, the next day, that we needed another walk, to work off some of the calories.

Thanks to the H.P.B. pack of walks, we were again able to start the walk right from the front door of our apartment. We went up and over the hills we'd walked earlier in the week, and ended up in a gorge with very steep sides and a dry river bed. Look very closely at our next picture and you must spot us amongst the grey.

As you can see from the blue sky, it was a lovely sunny day and the gorge proved to be quite a sun trap. It was nice flat walking along the river bed for a while, then it started to get a bit rockier and we came across  vegetation and running water. It was lovely sitting on a boulder cooling our paws ... 

We were sorry  to leave the oasis of the gorge and to climb out onto more barren ground. It wasn't long before this territory turned out to be far more exciting that we'd first thought. It was wild tortoise territory and we had the great pleasure to meet one of the inhabitants. Gio, being the patient bear he is, sat very still and quiet and the tortoise walked right up to him, and even brushed past him.

What a thrill that was!

After a spell of arid brown lanscape, it was back to a world of colour with a vengeance as we walked through a huge orchard of orange and lemon trees. They were simply laden with fruit and we thought there must surely have been enough to feed the whole world.

Pedro felt very much at home in these citrus groves. He firmly ruled against any fruit scrumping, and rightly so, but he did let us pick up and taste test a windfall which was the freshest and juiciest orange we had ever tasted.

It did leave us with rather sticky paws through!

Lots of  love George, Yorkie, Pedro and Gio xxx

Meeting a Friend of Aesop

George & Yorkie love swimming, so even though they'd just swum off the ferry slides, they were keen to come with me to the official swimming beach. As it was the other side of the 'town' to the harbour, it gave us a chance to have a decent stretch of the paws, and size up the tavernas, before selecting one for our evening meal.

Just before the swimming beach we had a real treat. We came up to a small white washed church which was rather sweet in its own right. But our attention quickly shifted to the grounds of the church when we saw who was out for a post siesta stroll.

What a simply gorgeous tortoise, and what a shame it is that you don't see them very often nowadays. A veteran bear such as Ungi, can remember going over to his minder's grandma's house when his minder was a small girl and seeing a tortoise wandering in the garden. That was many years ago though, and George, Yorkie and I had never seen one before, so we were completely enthralled by the sight. 

Eventually we tore ourselves away to walk the final few yards to the swimming beach , and what a fine beach it was.

We blend in rather well with the rock but hopefully you've spotted us. It was great for drying of our fur. The water was so clear and quite warm so we didn't need our snorkels to see what was underneath us.

What with sailing, swimming and walking, we were getting quite hungry. We saw a pig being spit roasted on our return journey and decided that was the place for us to eat - but first things first, it was beer o'clock! 

Lots of love, Eddie, George & Yorkie xxx