It turns out Baza, which on the face of it is a nice scruffy working town, has an important religious past. This passed me by – on a short day which was mainly downhill – my energy levels sank later in the day. It does have two very well equipped bike shops – maybe the clergy have seen the light and got into new habits.
Barbara investigated the Medical Centre in Velez Blanco for her wasp sting, so avoiding the easiest day cycling yet.
We passed many houses that were built into the hillside caves. Old and new. Perhaps cool. I’d worry about the soft rock and how water tight it is. Given how old many are, I must be wrong. It’s not made clear what the sewage system is: maybe I’m over thinking things.
We’re on the edges of the Sierra Navada. Some large gorgeous across dust filled planes. We’re into the Granada Geopark too – must be another UN designation. Dark skies will be next.
Travelling reflections 