A day of ups and downs. One of the ups is Barbara’s swollen hand is unswelling, but not enough to ride. So I was left to roll across the dusty plains with instructions to photograph.
A large part of today was uphill – making stopping for photos not easy if you want to get going. The other part was sweeping downhill. Which makes for a grimace to lose momentum when braking to take photos. I made the sacrifices.
More suphur mine communities. One monument read
DUE TO LIFE’S CIRCUMSTANCES, WE HAD TO EMIGRATE, WITH THE ILLUSION AND HOPE OF ONE DAY RETURNING. INAUGURATED ON 08/22/2009 BY VIRTUDES HERNÁNDEZ REQUENA (HERNÁN-VALLE)
The community of Gor we stopped in (Bar Mor) for coffee had a population of 6600 in 1950. 755 in 2021. Agriculture is now the main industry, noting the service industry has increased with the opening of a nursing home. Are folks shipped in to be out of the way given the remoteness? Anyway the ones being helped around looked well looked after.
The descent took us passed an amazing azure coloured water lake. The rocks seemed to have changed. Not having the cycling geologist with me to tell me to what, I’ll have to be satisfied with they looked harder.
Granada is a rest day tomorrow. Seems a fine place.
Travelling reflections 