We had been outstanding throughout this week of weather forecasts, rain persisted and had not been favorable until the last moment, a clear and beautiful morning, put us back on track and allowed us to make the proposal that week before we canceled.
The bridge was Immaculate people gathering in the beautiful Sierras our Andalucía, after breakfast at Forest we headed to Benaocaz , this time the trail would make a discovery for some, because this time the difficulty was medium-high, we should reach the summit of Alto Navazo , would reach the 1395 m.
We start from a unique corner of the Villa de Benaocaz at the foot of the Sierra del Caille fully Grazalema Natural Park, This town has the legacy of a Muslim face today still retains vestiges of the Moorish period in the Barrio Alto .
About three weeks, the monitors were reviewing the route to see if it might be possible to divide it into two stages, the first being the least trained and the second for those that do believe they have ability to finish.
The day of the inspection agree Geodetic point Navazo with another group of hikers, those of the Triton Club Prado del Rey , led by Juan Carlos Huercano , friends took the presentations for the rhyme of the name in question, there were also funny in his group, nice indeed Alfonso de Almería , Genalgaucil Rafa, and Andrea Anca the French Coripe .
Shortly after they spot us forward his idea was to make a circuit to Ubrique , we agree again in the Bar and the factory Villaluenga cheese take this opportunity to thank Juan Carlos invitation offered red wine, like good times shared hikers were very positive.
Well continuing with our own, the bus left us at the gates of the Villa charming, narrow streets to the top of the village, heading east passing in front of City Hall and the Fountain of the Four Caños , this flowed in torrents, so much so that the force to the arc of water reached the middle of the street, an impressive spectacle, if it had been summer I would have gone more than one of jet head, but low temperatures had us stunned, after notice to those who wanted to take the lead climbed a steep slope from former Hatch Bridge.
This is one of the many bridges along the area and still stands, shows as was his making constructive, consisting of the traditional limestone masonry, material that was abundant in the nearby mountains.
Soon we were at the gate next to a booth where we started today's itinerary, the rains of previous days had left the ground muddy and slippery, follow the lane until the water tank and then continue climbing up the left beside the stone parapet of the boundaries of plots.
We left the Calvary Chapel to our right on a small hill, we began the climb up the southern slope of the Sierra del Caille this string is located between the towns of Benaocaz and Villaluenga del Rosario, from the point of departure occasional participant admired the beauty of the enormous mass and wondered how we would flank the impregnable wall.
the weather erosion scarps formed branches in the cliffs of bare rock arrogance, endless voids and landslides have modeling structures spectacular look at the sky, inside the mountain valleys are popularly known as Navaz, your choice is final basin acting as a receiver of water, they disappear by sinks or chaos.
We climbed the trail first used in cattle originating in the transfer day, the slope is rising next to a fence just across a little above, mistletoe seized of the unprotected trees, the cold and the wind cut our skin, soon we were like the Eskimos, covered up to their eyeballs.
Now at this point of the fence directed our steps toward the wall of the mountain ridge metal feeders looking for a small pen, right there begins a stretch of road that soon becomes rocky path winding up to the hill in a "U " existing in the wall of the Sierra del Caille .
Already at this point that we first spotted a fellow like ants going up the mountainside, a few persisted below returning Benaocaz , but the rest of us as we press the male people in my village and continue forward.
After crossing the rickety stretcher area presents with sparse vegetation , but the grass of a beautiful green valley surprised us, this is strewn with oaks and gall, the hawthorn and the occasional bare blackthorn regaled us with their delicious fruits.
Blackthorn - Prumus Spinosa
Majuelo - Espino Albar
and we could see the prelude to the High Navazo , go down the sinkhole to keep ascending parallel to channel runoff from a previous dry, watching the water area had exposed the red clay of the land.
The panting of the ascent made us stop from time to time, the view from here friends and it was spectacular , we left behind us and Benaocaz Ubrique , the Sierra High and Castle Aznamara , the Sierra de la Silla and Fardel Valley a, to the north appeared the Sierra del Pinar and El Torreon San Cristobal, northeast the nearly twin peaks of Simancón and authentic Clock atalayas de la Sierra del Endrinal .
Después del descanso afrontamos la última subida, sorteando la pedrera llegamos hasta el Cao del Navazo , este sumidero fue localizado por CES ESCARPE en 1991, a la derecha del mismo localizamos el sendero de acusada inclinación que nos llevó a la Cima .
Higuerón - Sierra de the chair
High Navazo Chaos
Our youngest was Peter the first to conquer the summit, congratulations my little hiker behind him the rest of the group, strong wind and low temperatures made brief moment of conquest, but not before enjoying the wonderful views that the level provided to us, was the northeast we could see the Serrania de Ronda and covers the Sierra de las Nieves, which true to its name and were stained in white, even we appreciated westward wind turbines on the horizon of Puerto de Santa María , incredible, though the South was the new front storm " coming not allow us to glimpse the Rock of Gibraltar .
Minutes later we were going down on the other side until the sinkhole for a location protected from adverse weather where the sun warm our bones a little, soon stopped to eat the snack, just laid back and enjoy as we fell comfortable warm broth that our friend Lola had, thanks mate.
Sierra de las Nieves
San Cristobal
Shortly after two o'clock in the afternoon we began to descend towards the Rosary Villaluenga , soon we were in Puerto del Hangman Once there, the path forks, we take the right route, the descent was fairly steep , and the loose rocks we did take precautions, then admired the majestic flight of vultures who take advantage of the hot air from the sleeve when the trail became outgoing.
This part of the route also gave us wonderful views towards the Sierra de Libar , Sierra Peralta and Plains Republican, we continued around the cliffs when we appeared before the Manga of the Rosary Villaluenga .
A long passage, narrow and deep, whose morphology kartice has created a myriad of caves on the slopes, only track and border area between the Sierra de Grazalema and the Serrania de Málaga .
Lily - Iris planifolia
continue zigzagging down to the Cueva de la Raja , shortly after the troughs were baths at the end of the road, the arena of Villa welcomes us, after visiting continue down pass in front of Ermita de San Gregorio , this understated ornamentation was ordered built by the Duchess Aveiro in 1703, we have not had the chance to see inside.
In the forecourt of the lower part of town waiting for us bus, back we stopped in to pick Benaocaz participants who could not make the climb, again commented Forest exploit them overcome.
Villaluenga Cima del Rosario
Ermita de San Gregorio
Sunset on the mountain has its charm but a winter evening after a small feat is quite rewarding, I sincerely hope friends you liked the proposal today, until next time, greetings to the heroic and mountain climbers who follow our blog daily.
Until The End - A Nomadic Spirit
appeared before me invincible, coming from nowhere, looking unattainable
scratched their sides, gasping
agitation of my soul which the coastal
my body starts to smile irrepressible moderate.
The silence in my ears sounds like a shell,
sculpting in my mind the silhouette carved in the rock,
body, mind and soul where the wind sways the leaves, refusing to think
, longing can and saddens me.
Volveré....... Teresa.
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