Benny & Bessy's Travels from 2021 and Samson & Suzi's European Travels 2016-2020...... (as named by Jack Spencer)

Travel stories of a caravan duo, plus a 5th Wheel and Isuzu truck in Europe

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Arkwrights on Lake Vinuela

We had heard that there was a camp site in the hills outside Velez-Malaga alongside Lake Vinuela. We needed to see whether we would be able to get onto the site and took a drive out. This turned into a fabulous afternoon, off roading unexpectedly around the edge of the lake and up into the mountains.

The campsite was not suitable for us, it was very steep and full of tight corners. However, we were so taken with the lake, or what was left of it, that we decided to talk a walk around. The lake is filled by rainwater and is well below capacity as you can see. It feeds local houses with drinking water.

Initial view of the Lake from the campsite.

View from the other side, note the “floating” canoeing pontoons (bottom left) and the dam (top right) way out of the water.

At every point you can see the “dry lines” on the banks.

So we decided to carry on to the mouth of the lake, along a dirt track, but never actually found the head.

And we kept going up and up….on a never ending and inescapable dirt track!

Are we dreaming? Is that two shepherds on horseback with their flock? Good God, so it is!

So we wait until they move….which they do eventually, moved by 4 unlikely sheep dogs.

As we cannot find any way off this road, we keep going. We realised how high we had got when looking back.

Another 3 miles on, we eventually join a B road only to find we had been going the wrong way!

After a few more miles, we come across a moutain side village, decide to stop and find something for lunch, pull into a parade and what do we find??? Arkwrights?? In Spain? On the mountain? Yep! A fully stocked British supermarket! We had to go in!! It might as well be ADSA, or Sainsburys! Fully stocked, christmas puddings and mince pies, Celebrations boxes, Cif cream and Fairy washing up liquid. But at twice the price! We bought some suet (yes, really!!) and baking powder!!! But, honestly, it was in the middle of a mountain side, totally out of the “norm”. A real shock after our 2.5 hour off road expedition!!! ‘,

Festive Family Nerja

El Capistrano Playa

We rented an apartment in El Capistrano, a purpose built holiday village on the outskirts of Nerja. The whole town seems to be white in colour, either up a very steep hill or down it and all have sea views. Fabulous sea views at any time of the day!!

Caity flew over and joined us. Her first morning was majical as the sun rose and bathed the other apartments in a pink glow.

El Capistrano Sunrise

Sunset.

We counted about 250 steps through the private gardens, passing the swimming pools and large pond, passing the waterfalls and beautiful flowers before hitting the beach front. Several shops and numerous restaurants have kept us busy each night! The walk up from the beach to the town, again up hundreds of very steep steps have made sure our calf and leg muscles are in shape!!

Capistrano Playa.

Caity and I in the gardens.

Rainbow right over our apartment block, seen from Capistrano beach. It didn’t rain over us but must have rained somewhere!

Aerial view from the top of the town.

Family Gatherings

During the week and on Christmas Day, we met with Tess and Arthur who have been touring southern Spain for the past few weeks.

One evening we had just finished mooching around a small craft market when we heard the loudest fireworks ever, setting off from the church roof, directly above us. The front of the church had been used as a setting for a Spanish version of a Disney gathering! The noise of the fireworks was so loud it made me jump out of my skin!

A Spanish Disney Production!

On Christmas Day we were booked into a restaurant called the Rey Alfonso, Balcon de Europe. The building was an old fortress designed to keep out British pirates and privateers, made famous by King Alfonso XII (1857 – 1885) (who declared it the “balcon de Europe”) and a life sized statue of him can be found at the far end, used as a perfect photo opportunity!

The staff made our day very special, the meal was fabulous, as was the several bottles of Spanish Cava we consumed!

Family gathering.

Pre dinner drinks in the square.

Our little girl has grown up!

Two beers David!

Girlies posing in our Christmas finery!!

Later in the evening, we headed to a hotel bar and sat in the square for a few more night caps before heading home.

Christmas kisses!

 

We said goodbye to Tess and Arthur on Boxing Day, and Caity and I headed off the Nerja caves. David, nursing a thick head, remained on the sofa for most of the day!! Wonder why??

Caity and I had a lovely afternoon in the spectacular caves discovered only in the 1950s by five school boys. The caves are a constant 19c and more caves and platforms are still being discovered.

Caity said goodbye to her favourite spot and returned to cold, snowy Peterborough! Shame!!

On her last day, en route to Malaga airport, we stopped off at the beach to allow Caity to let off a bit of pent up steam, playing on the kids part of the beach! We liked it so much, and preferred to stay here than return to poly tunnel city, so we checked into a local hotel for a few nights. The sunrise view is similar but the poolside sunbeds (and a 4 hour Happy Hour) are a definite advantage!

Morning sunrise view from our room.

Sunset over the pool. My favourite spot was right next to the pool ladder!

Bottle of wine and a bag of crisps on Capistrano beach, before a large cocktail! What more could I ask for!!

And finally……

Looking forward to moving on….and learning more Spanish !!!’,

Plastic City AKA Almeria

We left Catral and moved down south about 300 kms to the Almeria area. Without having done any real research apart from looking at the site we were booked into, we were so disappointed to see that the area is home to miles and miles of plastic poly tunnels, artificially growing the “out of season” fruit and vegetables that the British demand. We were informed that the site was on the beach, this part is true. It did not mention that the beach is a pebble based dirty scrubland, it is surrounded by mountains, filled with poly tunnels, and the local towns are run down and in a poor condition. The air smells of chemicals, the roads thunder with lorry noise and there is little or no tourism.

The view from the site into Balerma, with snow capped mountains in the background.

Balerma is full of part built buildings, pot holed roads, filthy beaches and very few restaurants or bars.

The view of the site from the beach.

The access road to the site.

View from the road above the site.

Mountain view.

We learned that due to the poor soil conditions in this area, about 20 years ago farmers learned all about hydroponics, growing plants in water, using the warmth of the sun to create a steamy warm environment to help them grow and adding chemicals to ensure “normal growth” during their life. However, if you buy a tomato in December, that has been grown in Spain, chances are it’s life has been in a poly tunnel, in water, with chemicals added. It will have colour and size but little flavour. 80% grown here is exported to the UK!! Strawberries in time for Christmas. Cherry tomatoes and courgettes in January. Green beans and red peppers all year around. Grown here in artificial environments.

Our pitch was not as described either, we had to occupy two pitches and were charged accordingly. The area is being used as a base only, to leave the trailer here and travel down to Nerja for Christmas, and to explore the surrounding area before moving on south.

We have established that the Costa del Sol is a haven for caravanners and owners of motorhomes, crammed into every scrap of land they could think of, in car parks, on rough ground and in organised camp sites. This means……no space for us! Not one!!

A motorhome park at a nearby harbour.

Beautiful boats in the harbour.

So you can probably gather, we are not enamoured with this area. In fact we find it quite demoralising and depressing. We are planning to bypass the whole Malaga area, having spent many a New Year in and around the area with my parents and the kids over the past few years, we know it’s not that special. Looking forward to moving down towards Marbella!’,

Benidorm Day Out

We had a day trip up the coast to see Mum and Dad who are staying just outside Benidorm. Having heard of it’s notoriety, we agreed to have lunch there if only to see what all the fuss was about. We were not disappointed. We walked past Benidorm Palace (an entertainment centre) and noticed that each hotel had a line of single seater and two seater mobility scooters lined up outside!

Each shop front was either a takeaway of some sort, a restaurant of every variety you could imagine or a shop selling clothing (perfect for a hot sunny day and not appropriate for a cool gloomy December afternoon), junk tat (such as magnets, postcards and Benidorm mugs) and advertising any British product you could think of (Sun and Daily Mail newspapers, Tetley Tea, Nescafe coffee etc.) and obviously need abroad!

Walking past Benidorm Palace

Benidorm seafront

Below the high rise apartments are the usual McDonalds and Burger King, fish and chip shops, the Coach and Horses pubs and flashing decoration wrapped palm trees. An odd combination!

Contemplating the seafront!

Apparently the furthest two blocks, build recently, are to be pulled down as the planning department have established that the tower blocks were built 6 inches out of their agreed position!

We had a lovely day out and a Chinese meal, met a few neighbours on the site mum and Dad were on, and headed back to our site in the evening.’,

Marjal Friends, Family & Food

We left the Valencian landscape behind and moved south, travelling through the lush green orange groves, over the mountains to a more arrid area, typically Spanish, with small sprawling villages in varying shades of white and terracotta surrounded by shrub land and dry trees, but within easy reach of the coast.

The site we were booked into was called Marjal Costa Blanca, just between Crevillente, Elche and Catral, inland about 10km and surrounded by mountains. Elche was our nearest big town with a most important shopping centre, and Catral was the nearest small village with a supermarket and a few bars and restaurants.

The site really is fabulous, we imagine that in the peak of summer it’s heaving with families and children; in the winter it’s still busy but with the older generation! The site is so big, many people live there – it has its own supermarket, plaza with stage, restaurants, bars, medical centre, indoor and outdoor pools, several dog agility play areas and also activities for the adults – karaoke, boules, golf, crafts, keep fit and many more!! We met several other 5th wheel owners that have lived there for years, all have large pitches with gardens, sheds, exterior cooking facilities and even grassed steps to their balconies!! People just arrive, love it, and stay! We can see the attraction but for us, we need the beach.

Tea Break stop en route, parked in the lorry park.

Tropical pool at the site.

Friends Who Lead You Astray

At Benicassim we met a lovely couple called “Builders Bum” Julian and his lovely wife Sue, and their baby Henry (an 18 month old large cream/brown labrador!), they only followed us to this site!!! Or was it the other way around??? I can’t remember!! However, several lovely days and evenings were spent with them. We paid the local towns a visit and found a fantastic restaurant (more about this later), played Mulkky (a Finnish skittles game), had the odd glass of wine or two with them, and rounded our last few days off with a mega feast – tapas in the afternoon, a steak dinner in the evening and a very tasty home cooked paella the next day!!! Talk about over indulging, but in the good things in life – food, wine, love and laughter.

Julian said he was not looking forward to us leaving but felt his liver needed a rest…..we really don’t know what he means!

“The sun really does shine out of David’s ****” said Julian!

So, mate, will be be another beer, or a G&T next?? Or have QPR lost again??

Dad Dancing!!

We had a lovely visit from Mum and Dad in the fortnight we were here; they arrived after a few stressful days and so to ease their furrowed brow, we took them to Happy Hour at the bar and there we stayed!!

Yes Dad, the bar really is open now……..

We ate in the bar first, had a few beers and listened to some entertainment afterwards, we don’t remember much after that! We had such a laugh – Dad wanted to dance all night and dragged anyone who would accept onto the dance floor; we were gobsmacked when he started talking to a man in German!!! Not just a rough conversation with a stranger who speaks a little English but a full blown conversation with a German who spoke no English – in no time, they were best mates!!! He did regret it the next day or two when Herman kept passing by, waving and giving us the thumbs up??? No idea why??

Mum, Sue & Ju waiting for the party to start.

Mr & Mrs Boogie Woogie.

Fantastic Food

One evening we headed out of town to the most amazing restaurant we have been to for a long time! It’s an Argentinean steak house in the small town of Catral, owned and run by an Argentinean butcher and his stepson waiter. The food preparation and cooking is part of the show, you can watch the chef preparing the meat and cooking it right in front of you on a massive BBQ. The meat was tender, tasty and filling!

The black pudding sausage was delicious, everyone had some either as a starter or with their main meal.

The chef is part of the show.

If you think you are going to share this mixed grill, think again girl!

But, Mum, there is two of everything…….

Steak, sausages, chirozo, black pudding, veg and roasted sweetcorns…..yum!

Fauna – Nature Day Outing to Guardamar

One afternoon, we took a drive out to the nearest coastal town, Guardamar. It was a bit of a disappointment, the prom was maybe a few hundred metres long with one or two cafes but primarily run down, derelict seafront properties, some of which had fallen away into the sand. We did find a lovely park in the town, with a wildlife pond, home to peacocks, swans, ducks and sunbathing turtles.

Check out my colours!

Basking baby turtles!

Guardamar seafront.

We took a walk along to the marina and port area, and found my favourite animals…..cats! Live, wild, beautiful pussies that were so healthy and happy basking in the sun. I wanted a cuddle, I tried to get close but as soon as I got too close, they scarpered into the rocks. But they were beautiful, especially the one that got away, he had stripes up and down is body, instead of around!

So here we are, set up on the site, next move will take us south to the Almeria area. ‘,

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