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Premiering new beta version of deference of the Blogger, here I open a second of South Road and formed the great horizon of corners, of landscapes, trails, mountains and the hand and we are so close. So for those who want to take a break, a digital back, follow these humble steps, I invite you to this continuity on the fly Caminos del Sur 2, and whose direction is the arrow and also above by clicking on the picture -> http://josemerutass.blogspot.com/

A greeting and thank you very much to all who you visit it, your house. Jose Medina (josemar)

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HUÉNEJA - SHELTER THE DOCTOR

HUÉNEJA-SHELTER THE DOCTOR
The idea came to me and boiling inside this old coffee maker: go by successive points of contact with rocks or Cubles various trails that exist in our province of Granada to make a tour , route or journey together and encourage the experience. So there I got down to work, I made several calls, I contacted various (o) s until the end, this, the Cane, and through its President Rafael Morales ( Rafic for friends), is opened our arms to them accompany her where they had organized, according to program the day today, and then relive and story, and before the smell of pine, green, cool blue water, the smell of snow slipped from my hands.
The output by bus from Albolote (Granada ) around 9:00 in the morning and head to Huéneja (about 90 km. Away), taking the A-92 and diverted by the output 321 and that after about 9 km. some of it leaves you in the same town of Granada. Township
Huéneja , to 1,174 m, is located on the border with the province of Almeria. The town is nestled between two ravines and composed of neighborhoods and centers inhabited as Cuevas, Huertezuela Season. In addition to its historical heritage, as are the Arab baths and the parish church, its tourism is completed with the possibilities offered by the environment. Are also several water sources with medicinal mineral properties. Provides a multitude of paths and trails have direct contact with nature, hiking and mountain biking.
The origin of the town dates back to prehistoric times, but it was not until the Middle Ages when its inhabitants left evidence of their stay in these lands. Then proceed to his name place names, derived from the Arabic " wana'ya" . Versions agree that translates as "lira", referring to the arc of ninety degrees to form the cut edges of which overlooks the town.
But back to our own, and today we are dealing with steps and legs, and that after getting off the bus, about 10 o'clock in the morning, we left at the junction that leads to the Recreation Area or Molino Bajo Los Castaños of Huéneja.
Upon reaching it, and after a couple of miles short of stretch of paved road, we left with our own Molino Bajo with aged stone facade, recently restored, and which gives its name to the recreational area is surrounded by a few meters of majestic chestnut trees and where we can add also, from the back of it to the famous Route des Moulins.

At this place, have the residents of the village, they burned witches in antiquity. Thus, if the brown burn only inside was a witch, while if the woman was burned entirely innocent, but was too late to save her. But ... what about the bar where they served these potions? It was still closed and will leave a door hanger hook, the "book and complete " for the return.
continued now for a broad road-road out, heading south from the very playground, from the bit next to the sign next to a beautiful wicker, pointing to the nearby Ferry Huéneja just above our heads and to the right. Road would become a forest track and not abandon and walk almost everywhere.

The flora that have been left behind, full of olive trees, oaks, chestnut trees and Mediterranean vegetation, as we move forward and we observe the separation of the layers in the mountains, the crops give way to the Aleppo pine and slate; indicating that we are in a high mountain area and taste with a stop to the delight of another view and rest of the hump. To our right we left a blackish dirt track leading to a security gate counter-fire.
The track flows into the River next birth and starting from Jerez crosses the entire area of \u200b\u200bthe Marquis, it is the Marquis Forest Road. Upon reaching the junction, take that down to our left and leads directly to the River Huéneja Izfalada or . Here we have a short stop to regroup and take a snack next to the existing cascade in this cool place known as the Breast Nogueras.

say that so far we have come within Natural Park of Sierra Nevada, although nothing would fall within the National Park as will cross the line, whose limit is said rail and uphill.
continued our march and arrived at Arenas Collado, more popularly known as Seven Ways and point where the boundary between Huéneja, in Granada, and Finance, in Almeria. We continued the climb, leaving behind the Boar's Hill (1,862 m) to our left hand, the firewall long now before the view is our fuse that would ignite. Behind it are some members of the group who would not give back the shower., But the view from above have their reward: to our left we see yonder the Calar Alto in Almeria with its tiny white to the eye and observatory, from the front and from right to left, Peñones Noon (2,341 m.) and diffusely snowy Hill mortar intuited by those outstanding 2,517 m. and its double summit, behind us, if we turn around, all the Hoya de Guadix and Charcher people alone, and calling for us empadronásemos. The flora changes completely here as height increases, the most abundant and rascaviejas broom. Total
that after a few strides more of a firewall to another, and after a return to the ring, taking a path to the left, we stand on 14:30 pm, a couple of miles of rope in front of the front door of the Doctor Bivouac Shelter / El Roble with 2,000 m. point above sea level and we take these exciting pulse that we had in our homes as horizons and landscapes.
The shelter is located in the Comarca del Río Nacimiento on the head of it and in the eastern slope of Cerro de las Culebrillas . It has a capacity for 12 people. Banks and has a fireplace and there is a ravine and stream source about ten minutes away.
We make here the corresponding stop for supplies and such comments about the sharp rise we've left behind our spine. And that Maroto (organizer of the route) and who is not had no gasoline. Super unleaded! Go go mecha explosive mixture! But no, it was worth it! And there was this salt, now converted into snow and that moves us and renewed every week.
The return would do the same path that brought us, except that it was and everything, why not, "downhill" and gauge we even do a bit of rafting, this trip with mushrooms, and to find Huéneja the river again by removing a few lines to the map and that bit of rest for the legs of that lane monotone beginning. And would only run its course downstream, crossing from one side to another of its margins (from right to left) and take another track that leaves us, after a path down from the height of a magnificent estate surrounded by magnificent chestnut trees, located above the Lower Mill Recreation Area. Once there, as that responsible for the bar did not give the width to soothe our throats and that we leave before the poster of "here we go and back to back" with the dust rose.
Well, that, Rafael, Maroto and the other components of the Staff Peña, who was a pleasure to join, walk among you, and surely, we will to meet. Until next time, then, and we'll talk. Cheers and see ya!

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- Hits: From Albolote (Granada) on the A-92, exit 321 - to Huéneja coach. Return: vice versa.
-Itinerary: Huéneja, Lower Mill Recreation Area, Forest Road, River Huéneja, Collado Arenas, Firewall, Dr. Refugio.
-Path: linear
-Number of participants: \u0026lt;50>

-Difficulty: Medium

-Time: 7 pm (4 1 / 2 hours up and about 2 1 / 2 hours down)

-Water: River Huéneja, but it is recommended to carry.

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Pradollano A MONACHIL

OF PADROLLANO (ski resorts "SUN AND SNOW") A MONACHIL

Today, for this long journey we had no choice but to use public transport. So off we headed to the bus station Granada, to catch the 9 am and you go up to the ski resort of Sierra Nevada (Pradollano Square), served on a silver platter by deference Coach Company Bonal (after passing through the box office, of course) and whose journey takes just under an hour if you do not give much chit-chat to the driver and not talk about the Madrid-Barcelona.
The dressing of this route ... so starting from Pradollano about 2,000 above sea level, peak or less, we completed almost at the gates of Granada. Clarifying who is not a very hard journey, but its duration and almost all in decline and with the handbrake on, we will give a medium difficulty almost high, for this effort in the footsteps and with the smell of burning after braking . But let's start before and little by little steps.

Once downloaded the bus, in the very Plaza de Andalucía (Pradollano), joining with us friend Paco Martinez, and his advice on the 10:00 h. in the morning, take the lane down to the Greenhouse and Purification, to save on "shoes gorilla" and not to the track marked for mountain bikes and it gives you more around the corner, leading to the same site, of course. We crossed ravines
of Round Meadow and Valdeinfierno , several streams and frills, some borreguiles, and as a bonus, the best views from the front, left to right: The Poyos of Monachil, The Cerrajón and Dornajo stiffer than the fig bread.
continued our march, we passed the ruins of Maguilla ; left behind, to our left the Cerro del Mirador, bottom right, a magnificent oak autochthonous views Cortijo-Convento de San Jerónimo . But now come the green and after passing a barbed wire: the Collado de Matas Verdes comes to us, and as if by magic, The Trevenque , El Rey, with its grandeur and closeness is almost upon us. At right is the Pico Treasury.
Here, under the first pine Collado de Matas Verdes, we have two options: If you turn left and take the path descending, would fall to the Zubia, otherwise, and is what we decided, following straight and uphill, we go Monachil project was our destination.
After a while, and after leaving the lush pine forest that has engulfed us, we left the Hill of Ruquino left and continue our progress, while, the Dehesilla we look at the eyes as if to say something.
now walk for a ground target lane width and we left after a "pretty" up to make a path on the left that leaves us on a sand gully in back, then, in another thick pine forest. To our right is the Cerro de los Poyos Monachil . Having left behind us magnificent panoramic views: the Dehesilla in a position to watch, with a little snow on top we see the Veleta, slashes of the Virgin and to the Cerro del Caballo, and again Trevenque that fabulous closing table under the blue sky and now had extended to beyond the horizon, if possible, in honor of his name, and to this day so enjoyable that more could be asked for this "spring" of November ...!
far and from the Collado de Matas Greens have been surrounding the Pico Treasury in order to enter after crossing the sand I said, in the thick pine forest, Cerro de Huenes and direction Cold Source . But before we pass by a fountain and water trough and a pen for livestock (although many in this place they call Cold Source also) and then passed through a heavily wooded area where they do not come or the sun's rays and we have above. We arrived at
Source Cold (the life), which we recognize by the poplars that are in this "secluded shore, a curve to the left. If we go into a stride, we see the dry lake (a shame, what was this place!).

continue down this path covered with pine trees, and roof, and upon reaching a second tank, also empty, we take a path to our right (If we had continued through which we brought here also go down to the Zubia). After this turn, continue to decline and a little further down we come to the Refuge Huenes or Cold Source, where do the high bound for the supplies. Observing that the shelter is in a lamentable state rather than, throwing debris (being used as shelter for livestock). Its origin is that of an old nursery. And speaking of flora and fauna, the most watched and breathed: the sister cushion and pastor, creeping juniper, the broom, rose hips, horehound ( Marrubim supinum ), the beautiful pine and oak crossed and sighted Several groups of goats, and this magnificent specimen of eagle under the ceiling of the sky.
After the entry of solids and liquids, about 14:55 am, we continued the march and the lower belly, and extra dessert, take the trail heading toward the Cahorros and leaving behind the shelter. And go hard! Was downhill, but with the brakes a shot of hot lava! So there we go, in this last instance of the path where the river Monachil have under our legs and the last " trincaera" water, and head !!!!! Luckily the Cerrajón screen made us! A hand right, Hill Sanitarium, a restored building on its very summit, which some call " The Throne of God" on the very ruins of that sanitarium for tuberculosis and did not appear to to be inaugurated as such at the time of the English Civil War. Summit to throw some advantage from it in foil. See also the front line of yellow poplar and discrurre on the Acequia Habis, and the final section of Cerrillo Cortijo or Bellavista.

Cahorros today were more than busy. Many visitors and walkers up and down, people clinging to the walls of pits typical climbing, and as bonded with Loctite. Cahorros word, the mountaineer slang means: rugged and steep ridges on the slopes of the hills. Total that, after some difficulty the other, on the left bank of the river Monachil (by balancing, dragging ass for the stone, or rather, let's not screw it up, by the artificial wall built for the channeling of water, etc., etc ...), to get through this beautiful canyon area, past the Cueva de las Palomas , and sooner or later, after a bridge, two bridges, three bridges ... the shortest and the most long (the length of 63 m and 100 years old and renovated), the more fixed by the most moving, in, after leaving the ascent to the Renegreales was behind us and go round it in the Street expected, but not wanting to finish (at this beautiful place I mean), in the urban core of the mountain village of Monachil. And there we ended up in the Terrace Restaurant-Mill , to take away that "tide" of legs and a bit cool the brakes. It was 17:00 h. accurately, and to not tell lies.
So with more time lying on their backs that up, because the bus to Granada, went on at 17:50 As we drank and we win. But the legs still shaking us, the record. (Just kidding, here's drunken fall into the river). And so the walk to be precise with the braking.
As always leave some snapshots of those moments lived, and with an eye on tomorrow (by the way, if I mistake not, it's Monday and more uphill all week ...)
And finally, a tip this humble fan of steps: " For anyone who can, on the go, the heart will return as a gift." The best way to honor the roads, still and live in the memory "

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-Accesos: De Granada a la Estación de Esquí (Pradollano) en autobús. De Monachil a Granada lo mismo.

-Itinerario: Pradollano, Collado de Matas Verdes, Fuente Fría de Huenes, Refugio de Huenes, Los Cahorros de Monachil, Monachil

-Trayecto: lineal

-Número de participantes: 5
-Dificultad: Media
-Duración: 7 h.
-Agua: Pradollano, abrevadero de Fuente Fría, los Cahorros; pero, como casi siempre, se recomienda llevar.

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OF DITCHES to Lanjaron

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OF DITCHES to Lanjaron:

As autumn we had walked as if on tiptoe between heat and rain, we decided to catch on beyond their first embrace in one of his places of more full and warm. So that, without second thoughts, we opted for this beautiful march from the village of Ditchingham leads to Lanjaron. First, to lengthen a little walk and second to pass through the heart of Castañar Lanjarón as one of the largest chestnut forests throughout the southern slope of the Sierra Nevada and Alpujarra literary set.
To do this we take the "semi-motorway road-" of Granada to Motril , turning off the output marked "Nigüelas-Acequias ."

continue along the old road to Motril and wherein lies the diversion and rising to this village, we parked the vehicle, specifically in a widening area, to the right side of the road, and is enabled for parking, once past the bridge over the river Torrente.
From here, about 9:57 pm started good, the walking, as the first stanza of the poem sends hiking, and now, and because there was no other, this paved road to the quiet village of Ditchingham , one kilometer away from where we left parked vehicle. We spent
Church Square and arrived at a small landscaped park with a gazebo and a refreshing fountain. On the right hand lane marked trails, but we saving in distance, continue to climb north to skip past the stone walls of an almond farm that serve as reference to take either a path and, after crossing a ditch, we a more narrow leaves. After crossing a small, thick pine forest and continue along a path with fabulous views to our left, on the beautiful town of Nigüelas practically sitting on the pit leaving the Torrent River to the right of its course, and you directly entrains The GR-7 ( within the European E-4).
But slowly, the path is uphill and not zig-zag flight. So After taking a step after the other and breathe a lot of the sky almost ocean (do not forget that behind us had sea) "aims iodine which is very good for the thyroid," said my cousin Antonio and herding.

After a stop to another and to take away the sweat clogging, uphill climb to meet the road that, as I mentioned earlier, rising from the village of Ditchingham, and we avoid to not give this great rodeo. We are now on the precipice of the river Torrente and we have to cross from one side to another.
Once we reached the first crossroads, past the left, and that is on the rise, we take the right one and that is downhill. The views here are spectacular, looking south from left to right: Contraviesa, the Sierra de Lújar, the Mediterranean, the Sierra de los Guájares, the Sierra de la Almijara of Tejeda and the Albuñuelas; behind us, the Sierra del Manar and the foothills of the high peaks of Sierra Nevada and as a gift of this glade, down some huge windmills "for the production of electricity and the spark that gives you the view when you look everything down and mastered. Continuing
lane width, and after passing an extensive planting of almond trees and vines, we have before our eyes another huge crack in the ground: this is the ravine Tablate and, of course, also have to save it.
continue along the forest track and we see here are doing a great cleansing of the area of \u200b\u200bpine forest and we go through now. The rosemary (Rosmarinus officinalis ) in flower, lecheterna (Euphorbia characias ) with which you would remove the warts to the modern witch, broom, thyme aceitunera greet us as we passed. Left behind remnants of the unfortunate fire that destroyed this place and was caused by two hikers that aliens believed lost had no occurrence that set fire to which they are located.
The fire, which was declared on September 22, 2005, which began on the site of Tello, destroyed over 2,200 hectares of an area of \u200b\u200bhigh ecological value, most of them, 50 percent is within the Sierra Nevada National Park.
About 13:05 h. Pedro Calvo we , a beautiful place where there is a restored hostel three years ago and belongs to the municipality of Lecrín (which can be booked by calling your City Hall for free, even as we ensured its occupants, is "caught "every weekend until June 2007 (for those who can, there are many days ...) Here there is also a very generous fresh water spring, a large pool surrounded by way of Pantaneto or reservoir and guarded for more cool by the shade some large firs. A place to stay, but not too much because we had to continue with "our trip chestnuts.
Al soon and after passing this place of Pedro Calvo, the lane splits into two: the right and down, continuing Lanjarón lead directly to the GR-7 (although saying that there is no signage at the slightest respect), the left and is signposted on the rise as Tello A "and is the one we make. Once we are on sufficient dimension and where we can see a vast area dotted with farms, mostly in ruins, and through thick woods, we got carried away, leading us to them by our own instincts (the paths here as they are camouflaged in the landscape), to usher in Castañar Lanjarón.
here on Bordaila , we required that high in the landscape to recreate these magnificent specimens of chestnut (Castanea sativa ), taking advantage of supplies in one of these half abandoned farmhouses.

continue our march, around 15:30 pm, saving frills and ditches, and always down southbound for anyone to be fired, until at last we arrive at a large farm with a livestock farm, goats and a separate kids and the other side of the road (we imagine the fate of the latter) and we are now down to a new ground at the beginning of a very reddish color, and you go "fetching and carrying" time after time another until the very right bank of the river valley Lanjarón . So from one extreme to another, and with that sharp decline and travel, where we start wrong, reinforced concrete and more arid. But we we turn right again and take another dirt track that leads to a beautiful stone pathway, very steep indeed, and where the pleasant company of a crazy ditch, ended about 17:15 h. in the town of Lanjaron . "Water and Lanjarón " two words inevitably associated in thought and feeling of Granada in this enclave of the province, located between the regions of the Alpujarra and Valle de Lecrín, although there is written that only associate it to one side or the other of the scale, but as "Gateway to the Alpujarra" takes the palm of the hand with the outstanding and most appropriate name to denote the frontier character of this town and whose etymology says it all, referring to the Arabic word "Al-boat," augmentative of "Al-boat," would be "healthy range of sources." Weekend
this impressive itinerary that, despite their signal duration, little known to us, having been characterized by a sharp rise and fall, lack of signage (missing many landmarks and signs to which the traveler is not lost) and the setback the last episode: the means of transport home. Our intention was to take the Alsina Graells to reach the junction of Ditchingham and return to Granada in the car we parked there, but The incident happened one ... that was three, and three "full to " told us their drivers. So that left us stuck there standing water on earth, Lanjarón to be more accurate in their importance. Well, thankfully the last of the night, eight o'clock in the afternoon, we could come, if not ... that right there we registered, and remembering that famous phrase "do not use the car, take the bus as a means of transport "Well, see how you eat this ... (to clarify I have, and the funniest, and serve as a protest from this humble blog, we call before leaving to the central Granada Alsina Graells and assured us that we would have no problem, which had put additional vehicles that we should not remove or ticket in advance)

Well, these things happen ... and walked to the car nuts and we love this place, among ditches and water chestnuts and horizon and that nearly half a Madrid-Celta game we swallow in a bar in the main street of the village longer.
will conclude as always leaving some snapshots of these moments are experienced as memories and these verses of the famous poem by Federico García Lorca, referring to the hill of San Miguel de Granada, and I found embed it on a pillar at the end of the main street of this noble city of water:

"You see from the rails on the mountain, mountain, mountain, mules and shadows of mules, loaded with sunflowers ... A sky of white mules, quicksilver closes his eyes, giving the still darkness, a final of corazones.Y the water gets cold, so nobody touches it. Crazy and open water, in the mountains, mountain, mountain. "
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-Hits: Granada-Granada-Motril road, taking out: Nigüelas-Acequias" - Up the junction Acequia in vehicle. - Walking route: Acequia Lanjarón (by Castañar Lanjarón) - Route: Linear-Number of participants: 4 -Difficulty: Medium-Low-Duration: about 7 h. approx. -Water: for almost the entire route.