| A wet day, but crossing Rio Guadalfeo....
|| ... was no challenge.
| Approaching Cadiar, an eye-catching warning.
|| Landscape around Cadiar.
|| Back at the Alqueria, John demonstrated his packing skills.
|| We stopped in a Trevelez shop filled with jamon stalactites.
|| Shepherd & flock.
|| Our next lodgings were in the tiny village of Mecina Fondales.
| Along with other villages, it is perched on the hillside.
|| At dusk, we strolled to the lower village of Fondales.
|| Clay and rock roof of the Fondales ermita (chapel).
|| Steep ancient streets of Fondales.
|| Grapevine for summer shade, wood for winter heating.