Si and Jo Where the Frick are the Faux's: Out and about in the Mojacar area

More unfinished urbanizations!!

We set off towards Mojacar and some good

wild camping we had been told about, passing thru Aguilas town stopping for lunch in San Juan beach. We went for a stroll after lunch to have a look at some ancient cave dwellings on the beach. The terrain around the area was made of a very soft sandstone material which made for easy digging, some of the caves were quite large with adjoining rooms. After our lunch stop we moved on a little further spotting numerous wild camping spots with many motorhomes parked up.

San Juan where we stopped for lunch - not too busy

A nice two room cave with views of the sea...very cheap

Our friend Jan in Villaricos

I think some areas are more tolerant of motorhomes than others. We drove onto Mojacar and stopped along the beach road for a coffee and to work out where we might stay for the night. While we were pondering, a couple walked into the café and we recognised them as Jan and Ian we had met in Javia over Christmas, we quickly caught up on the last three weeks, and they invited us to park outside their house in Villaricos, just a few kilometres back from Mojacar which we had driven thru with a view to camping earlier in the day.

Paella time.. I always wanted to be a chef

strangely similar

So off we went following their car back to Villaricos, a beautiful small traditional Spanish town along the coast, we park outside their villa, Ian hooked up the electric, we both freshened up, for our night out on the town – quiz night at the local English bar. The following day we went for the usual breakfast in the town, after a lazy day for a change at the villa, Si made paella for the four of us and we sat on the veranda until the it became cool!!. Another sunny morning, we had breakfast with Jan, Ian and Baz the dog (Si’s new best mate), they offered to take us on a tour of Mojacar, visiting the old town, with its fuenta, natural spring and views over the plains.

Old Mojacar - Very old ..iron age time

The day after we went for a walk to the nearest town Palomeros, which apparently is one of the richest towns in Spain for a very unusual reason.

Palomeros

During the cold war the Americans flew B52 bombers around the world carring nuclear weapons and one of the bombers collided with their refuelling plane over Spain, both planes crashed into the sea – misplacing three of their bombs, one was subsequently found in Palomeros, 1980ish?????. This started a massive clean-up exercise by the Americans, which involved paying compensation to all the locals. The other two bombs were found in the Med.

Palomares doesnt glow in the dark..look at the snow in the distance

The Churros man in villaricos market obviously eats his own product

Herbie

Day 4 and 5 in Villaricos – we said our goodbye’s and headed off to a wild camping spot outside town and travelled all of half a km, if that. Parked up with a number of other Motor homes on the beach. The next day was market day in town, so we went to stock up on supplies and take in the atmosphere – you can buy anything from clothes to churros, cooked chickens and all manner of local produce.

Churros - A deep fried dough type stick which goes very well with the Spanish Hot Chocolate,which you can stand a spoon up in, not good for the heart.

On the way to Cabo de Gata we stopped one night in Cabonaros at a wild camping stop near Antonio’s bar, the main thing that was wild about it was his 30 or so hunting dogs that were locked up in a cage at the back and howled all night long, (important tip always carry earplugs). We would have stayed longer if it hadn’t been for the noisy dogs, a beautiful spot quite near to an observation fort and a short walk to another tower which looked onto a house perched on a hill which we found out belonged to the famous director Roman Polanski.