…of the alto plano brings us to the foot of the mighty ‘Sagra’. My poetic vanity chooses me to deduce ‘sagra’ as being a corruption of ‘sagrado’ or sacred. After all these Andalucians do drop the ends of most words, or maybe I have spent too much time in India.

Anyway for those who know my blog the name will be familiar as every evening, at Los Gazquez, we sit and watch the sun set behind this mighty mountain. At about 2360m above sea level and normally covered in snow I think this should be my autumn challenge.

Anyone want to join me?

P.S. Apologies to Cormac McCarthy for corrupting the titles of his trilogy in the last three of my blogs.