You'll remember that we missed off a couple of the villages (Benamahoma, Setenil, Grazalema - apparently Spain's wettest place). Saturday dawned with a bright sun so it was a day to enjoy the countryside again.
Most of the sunflower fields were over, the flowers burnt brown and hanging their heads, heavy with seeds, like legions of little old men,
Our first "missed" pueblo blanco was Setenil - an interesting spot, built around a rock (sadly a fuzzy shot as the traffic was shocking and zero places to park) but you get the drift of a town literally structured around a huge mass of stone
and with a nice high-spot to overlook the sweep of the village; we especially admired the olive groves in the background : so ordered, running like strips of green corduroy.
After a fine tapas lunch in the sun, we stopped in Grazalema, to discover that the village fiesta had been the previous day
(including a bull-run if the festival lighting was to be believed...)
No blood on the pavements though!
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