Author: lisa hudson

So due to my unfortunate altercation with a barrier, cycling has been off the agenda for a little bit. But out of adversity comes "DuoLingo" to send me daily reminders of my "57 day Streak" and I do not mean I'm following in the footsteps of the hiker at Torcal! No, DuoLingo has awarded me… Continue reading What did the Romans ever do for us? →

We’ve had a few days of wind here near Tarifa (stop giggling at the back) but it’s not stopped us getting out and about. I recall hearing Billy Connolly once quote “There’s no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothes” and it’s very true. As we found out, our cycling trousers are not… Continue reading The Wilds, Winds and Wizards of Tarifa →

After staying put in the municipality of Rincon with some gorgeous sunsets, beach bars, bike rides and cakes, we followed in lots of others tyre tracks, the heading back in land. Jigsaw had to say goodbye to Harry which involved a nose kiss then a hiss, she’s no fool! We took ourselves off in the… Continue reading Jesus, the Naked Hiker, the Sheep and the Ibex →

After we left Ronda for Casares we stayed in that area until we had to move back South. Discovered an abandoned part built church a few miles away from Casares and had a fab interlude with a shouting goat herder in the mountains. Had a good chat with him although I confess, couldn’t understand much!… Continue reading Victoria Pendleton’s Thighs →

So I said last time that we were moving on, well we loved it so much in Casares (this is on the ‘we could live here’ list) we stayed another day and went out on the bikes, finding ourselves high up over the tree line watching the birds from above. So close in fact, that… Continue reading Finding Breaking Bad… →

We managed to get over the shock of the hoolie so once the new rules were clarified, which meant no real change other than earlier curfews, we moved along the coast towards Marbella, oh so different, but that’s the idea eh?! All the camp sites are vast, and even though tons of nationalities, it did… Continue reading Brexit-on-Sea and beyond →

It’s not all sunshine! Whipped up a raging hoolie today so guess where we are sheltering right now! Sheltering at La Calma... Nick says they do a mean Cerveza

So we moved from the Sierra Nevada down to the coast and the area around Nerja to start with. Stayed very close to the beach on the edge of the town so we could be proper tourists with a drink at sunset on the sand! It was an easy ride into town to explore the… Continue reading From the mountains to the coast and back up again… →

So we were talking resolutions, that’s a quick no... but then got to thinking about how quickly habits form.  We’ve just moved on from the eclectic town of Orgiva in the southern parts of the Sierra Nevada, its nestled in the valley at 450m but has a 360 panorama of views.  It’s quite a small… Continue reading New Years Resolutions →

So we’ve spent the past week around Granada. Contrary to news feeds, bars cafes and restaurants were open, the Alhambra was open and even though shops primarily closed Christmas eve, there was a real buzz around the town. Had a couple of hours in the sun at a cafe in the Albaicin area, an older… Continue reading First proper stop – Granada →