September 21-24 - The mountains really start!

After a lovely night in Bocairent we hit the hills properly - and it was a bit of a shock. From where we were staying we could see the full height of the mountains, and we spent the next two days going up them. This was absolutely gorgeous and it felt like we'd arrived in real spain. We went through lots of tiny villages (and stopped for coffee in most of them) and had some breathtaking views. We wildcamped for a few nights and then after a seriously hard few days of cycling constantly uphill into a headwind we stayed in a campsite for two nights in a row. It was here we met the very lovely Leslie and Franz(sp?). On the first night we were there they offered us their hammer and then they continued to share the luxuries of travelling by car. It was really nice to spend time with them! (And they've got an awesome teepee).