last day of Portugal/Spain motorcycle trip - Atlantic Ocean and more!

 It rained overnight, but the skies were starting to clear when we lift our beachfront hotel in Vila Nova de Milefontes. There was a group of hikers and another group of cyclists also heading out for the day as we loaded up the bikes for the last time.

The first two hours we road through small coastal villages to the end of the Troia Penninsula where we caught the ferry.

The Troia peninsula is basically a sandbar about 15 miles long and not quite 1 mile wide, and much of the area is a protected nature preserve.

Unfortunately, when we got closer to the ferry terminal it started to rain so we couldn't see much of anything during the short crossing to Setubal on the other side of the estuary.

We went from the quiet of the Troia peninsula to the busy city of Setubal where we stopped at the Livramento Market, a large indoor marketplace primarily dedicated to selling fresh seafood, but there are also rows of fresh fruit and vegetables, pastries, breads, and cheeses. There has been a market here for over 100 years and it's a lively place.

The rain stopped by the time we left Setubal and we rode through very hilly terrain with tight, twisting and curving roads in the Arrabida Natural Park with amazing ocean views from high above sea level.

We stopped at a viewpoint to look back out over the Troia peninsula before the fog and rain set in again as we continued to climb in elevation.

Periodically the fog would lift and we could see Lisbon off in the distance.

We curved our way down through the hills and then finished up the last few miles in the metropolitan Lisbon area, crossing the 25th of April bridge named for the 1974 revolution that led to the Portuguese democracy.

We've only been away from Lisbon for 10 days, and having spent 4 days in the city before meeting up with the motorcycle tour group, it felt familiar as we rode into the city. as we saw the Christ the King statue, picked out the arches and monuments in the old city, and looked down on the docks where we took a dolphin watching tour.

We'll spend tonight celebrating an amazing motorcycle tour through Portugal and Spain with the rest of our tour group and then fly home tomorrow. Spending time in Europe, visiting historic areas, trying local foods, attempting to say even a few words of the languages, and getting to know the other members of the group is a lot of fun and a wonderful opportunity that we cherish.

Day 10 Portugal/Spain motorcycle trip: from Aracena Spain to Vila de Nova Milefontes Portugal

 We left Aracena Spain under heavy fog/rain wearing full raingear. It was another chilly morning with the temperature when we left at 52 degrees Fahrenheit, but within about 45 minutes the fog started to lift and we saw some sunshine.

We saw hundreds of cork trees on the first day of our ride, and started seeing cork trees again today with the distinctive removed bark on the bottom portion of the trees.

We rode today primarily on the narrow, twisty, curving roads we're getting used to, first riding through rolling hills sometimes dotted with open fields with brilliant colors.

The border crossing from Spain into Portugal is as uneventful as crossing from Colorado into New Mexico; there's a sign and nothing else since both countries as part of the EU.

One thing we did notice once back into Portugal was that the roads were even narrower and less maintained.

We stopped in the hillside fortress town of Mertola, located at the confluence of two rivers.

It's famous for Phoenician and Carthaginian ships sailing upriver from the nearby Atlantic Ocean to transport fruit and locally-mined minerals to Europe and North Africa. Later the Romans and Muslims ruled over this area, and the fortress castle was built in 1292 after the Christians retook this area. We enjoyed sitting close to the fortress wall with views of the river for a morning snack, and since we're back in Portugal couldn't resist the famous - and delicious - pastel de Nata custard tarts.

Back on the road we turned onto even narrower roads, at times no wider than an average driveway at home.

The landscape became quite steep; not quite mountains, but definitely more than rolling hills. We saw sheep, goats, horses, cows, pigs and once a Portuguese wildcat ran across the road in front of us. Just before the wildcat ran across the road we saw warning signs, similar to deer crossing warning signs.

We're staying tonight in Vila de Nova Milefontes right on the Atlantic coast at the mouth of the Mira River.

Just before sunset we walked out to the lighthouse which has gorgeous views back to the town.

We also watched big waves rolling in - no wonder this area is known for surfing.

We ended the day eating dinner at a restaurant on the beach, watching the sun set. Tomorrow is our last day of the motorcycle tour, riding into Lisbon and then flying home the next day. 

Day 7 Portugal/Spain trip: Lanjaron to Ronda, Spain

 We enjoyed sunny skies in the morning as we rode out of Lanjaron, a gorgeous location on the slopes of the Sierra Nevada Parque Nacional that covers 212,221 acres in the Andalusia region of Spain and contains the highest mountains in the Spanish peninsula - which we thoroughly enjoyed riding through.

We've been seeing motorcycle caution signs for the narrow, tightly twisting mountain roads and they always make us smile:

After a period of rain showers we stopped in the lovely small town Alhamada da Granada for coffee, and enjoyed the mural that covers the side of one of the buildings on the main plaza.

The name of the town comes from the Arabic al-Hama, which means hot springs due to the thermal baths build by the Arabs in the 9th century on the ruins of Roman baths. We didn't visit the current hot springs spa, but did walk around the city walls that look down from the high cliffs to the river and mill ruins below.

We set off again under cloudy and sometimes rainy skies on the twistiest, narrowest, curviest roads we've been on this trip. Mike estimates the paved roads, which supposedly are wide enough for 2 vehicles, to be about 15-16' wide, compared to American 2-lane roads (not highways) that are 12' for each direction. Many times the roads narrow even further on the tight corners, which means waiting for a tour bus or truck to go through before we take our turn.

this road looks wider than it really is!

We rode through an agricultural valley devoted to growing numerous types of vegetables, a perfect spot due to the Mediterranean climate.

We then started climbing again, this time riding past fields field with large rocks and stones, and mountains that remind us of Granite Mountain in Prescott, AZ where we used to live.

We then rode into Antequera, another gorgeous, ancient Spanish town built on top of a tall hill and found a wonderful spot for lunch on the Plaza del Coso Viejo. 

Today is Monday of Easter Week, or Semana Santa in Spain which is packed with traditions such as the red bunting we saw on churches and many home balconies.

After lunch we rode up the steep, narrow, twisty streets until we came out above the town, looking down on the castle and basilica.

Our route in the afternoon continued to head east as we rode past incredibly green fields and field after field of olive trees - there are even olive trees planted on the steep sides of the mountains.

We stopped a couple of times at Gaitanes Gorge and Desfiladero de los Gaitanes national park - basically towering cliffs with a reservoir at the bottom. It's a stunning location, and if you're not afraid of heights there is a narrow walkway 328' above the water that was walked by King Alfonso XIII in 1921.

We continued on our way toward Ronda, our destination for the night, continuing on twisty roads. We rode short distances on 4-lane highways today, and those were the only times we rode on straight roads. We were able to get a photo on a reflective tanker truck on one of those straight sections.

 Otherwise, it was twisty curve after twisty curve which made the day a lot of fun.

Ronda is an ancient town in Malaga, and what makes it impressive is it's site on top of towering cliffs.

The town is divided into the 'new city' and 'old city' by the Tajo del Ronda, a 328' deep gorge that is spanned by 3 bridges.

We're staying in Ronda for 2 nights, and will have time tomorrow to explore the city. 

Portugal and Spain trip day 4: Cordoba to Grenada

 We had time this morning to wander through the old city of Cordoba, getting slightly lost in the Jewish Quarter's narrow, winding streets - whatever did people do before GPS and Google Maps?

We also visited the Mosque-Cathedral located directly across from our hotel on a very narrow street. So narrow that the early morning food and beverage delivery vans blocked the sidewalk (itself barely wide enough for one person) and most of the street. 

The Mosque-Cathedral is built on a site of a Visigothic Christian basilica. The Muslims who conquered this area in the 8th century built the mosque in 785, and it was expanded throughout the years into the 19th century. It was converted to a cathedral in 1236 when Cordoba was captured by Christians and reconstruction continues today.

The outside walls are virtually unchanged, and the inside retains beautiful mosque features along with the Christian cathedral that was built in the middle of the mosque. Many of the inside walls are lined with ornately designed small chapels.

doors to the Christian part of the building

one of the small ornate chapels

We left Cordoba about noon, riding out of the city toward Grenada under cloudy skies that threatened rain.

Almost the entire 120 mile ride today was through rolling hills covered with olive trees.

We continue to see walled castles on top of several high hills, and stopped in one - Baena - for coffee. 

Uwe, our motorcycle group tour leader, is a pro at navigating his way through the narrow, winding, and often very steep streets of these small towns before we get back on the 2-lane paved highways that wind through the increasingly mountainous countryside.

We were amazed at the number of olive trees and olive oil production facilities we saw until we learned that Spain is the largest producer of olive oil in the world. Every lunch and dinner we've had so far in Spain includes small dishes of olives brought to the table for appetizers and a bottle of olive oil to sprinkle over the meal.

We've had just about perfect motorcycle riding weather with temperatures in the high 60's into the high 70's. Although the overcast skies today meant that we couldn't see the higher mountain peaks in the distance, we really enjoyed riding on the curving roads up and down the hills and valleys.

We stopped under a bridge right before lunch to put on raingear, and it continued to rain off and on until we reached Grenada. We're staying here for 2 nights so that we can explore the Alhambra, the largest political and aristocratic center in the western Muslim world in the 13th-15th centuries, and the old city center of town tomorrow.