Memories of Spain, part 2

The second day was quite hilly. The hills weren't particularly long, but there were a fair number of them as we weaved our way across the mountainous landscape. Small mountains on the whole, but mountains none the less. This was the area where we photographed the proto-Jamóns ibéricos de bellota' mentioned in an earlier posting. "Jamóns on the hoof" as it were.Just after lunch, we passed this wood and stone tortoise creation. Someone had used some bits gnarled wood and a boulder to create something that rather looks like a Galapagos giant tortoise. At least, I think it looks like a tortoise.

At this point I had started to formulate what Margo would later dub the "Daniel method" of navigation: write down the names of the towns you will have to go through that day on a scrap of paper and stick the paper in your map holder. This method works fairly well when traveling on secondary roads in Europe in areas with unfamiliar names and/or alphabets. It reduces the temptation to corrupt names such as "Santa Olla del Cala" into "Saint Ooh-la-la".