Hello from Estepona-
It's been another week, a full month since leaving Cazenovia in the deep-freeze, and we've been a little chilly here ourselves this week. Most of the weather this past week has been in the high 50's in temperature, but blustery low clouds, occasional rain, and strong winds (20mph+) off the Mediterranean have made things a bit more challenging for outdoor activities.
We also decided to stay mostly indoors for about 5 days as a precaution, as we both may have picked up a mild Covid infection at the end of the week before (we each had a sore throat and felt lethargic for +/-3 days beginning last Sunday)... it didn't result in a positive using our home Covid tests, but we've read that's often the case for those with boosted vaccination status, and with Omicron being milder to begin with... at any rate, better safe than potentially spreading anything to others! We did get out for a few walks along the beach, and one up into the local hills once we started feeling a bit more energetic, but Scott even took a full week off his bike so as not to overstress his immune system ;-)
We were pretty much back at full strength by the weekend, and that's when our local weather began to turn for the better as well, so we're looking forward to the coming week! Yesterday the sun was out and the temp hit 68F, and I managed to decipher the local cycling club's Facebook & Strava pages (Union Ciclista Virgen del Carmen Estepona) and joined up with their weekly Sunday ride.
That was really interesting experience, as we went out for 70 fast miles with a very international group. Ultimately I ended up riding with 3 Spaniards, a Brit, a Russiona, and a Ukranian; we quickly decided that no politics would be discussed! Unlike most of the groups I ride with in the US, this one ranged widely in age (21 up to me at the oldest at almost 63; and alomst entirely male--- one young woman out of about 35 or so). Still-- a very nice group to ride with and some great scenery! I hope to rejoin them next weekend :-)Our lone venture out at the end of the week was up to Castello de Castellar de la Frontera, a tiny little village still entirely enclosed within the original 12th century Moorish defensive walls, atop a rocky promentory looking down toward Gibraltar.
Most of the housing in the village had been converted to hotel units, and there was a single very nice restaurant, where we were able to get lunch in out of the wind.We also noticed that there were bunches of what appeared to be monarch butterflies... And lo and behold, there is a non-native naturalized population living in southern Spain! Apparently the castello is one of their homes :-)
That's about it for this week from Spain!
Cheers!