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MONTESERRAT
well worth it….some stunning rock features, 
like a huge serrated saw (which is what SERRAT sort of translates to)….I got wet in the tent through the night, in pouring rain (why did I leave Taull?) - think if this is longer term, I need a replacement tent!The next day I planned a route from the Monastery, but on arriving there, it was unbelievably rammed (Barcelona is only 45k away and it was May Day weekend)….so I wizzed back and found a spot by the Iglesias Cecilia and found a Komoot route from there, how lucky!
Apparently it was impossible to reach the top, because “the chains had been taken away”….I had a one minute panic, 
knowing that descending is so much more difficult than climbing…take it easy and slow, I told myself….I followed Lauren….we made it, thank goodness!
knowing that descending is so much more difficult than climbing…take it easy and slow, I told myself….I followed Lauren….we made it, thank goodness!I offered to buy him a beer….and he knew a bar, in the mountains after a 45 minute EASY walk! And bizarrely there was a bar, right up in the middle of these stunningly tremendous rock features. And now I was more relaxed admiring them! 
DELTA EBRE
I wanted to check out the Montserrat monastery before if left, but decided as it was May Day, it would be packed out again…so decided to head further south.Soon I saw the Med for the first time, 
and before long I was at an AirBnB on the delta in the aptly named Deltebre - an urban sprawl that seemed rather less than salubrious. The apartment was fine though, although even this was a “treat” I really missed elements of camping! I did a recce on the first afto / early evening…Basically it was a mega sized Albufera, so I could’ve missed this and waited until Mallorca!
and before long I was at an AirBnB on the delta in the aptly named Deltebre - an urban sprawl that seemed rather less than salubrious. The apartment was fine though, although even this was a “treat” I really missed elements of camping! I did a recce on the first afto / early evening…Basically it was a mega sized Albufera, so I could’ve missed this and waited until Mallorca!Although after a bike ride the following day, I went back to a section where there seemed more activity, and that included clocking a Wood Sandpiper and a few Squacco Herons - wowzer!
The area was quite featureless, with lots of lagoonal areas, and even paddy fields!
I planned to balance the flat featureless experience with a visit to the local Park Natural Del Ports - the photos on Google looked super impressive, so I planned a hike and possibly find a campsite. However, after driving an hour to get there, it became apparent that the places to see were some distance down dirt roads….for some reason too I’d lost the enthusiasm, probably because Id booked the ferry for the following day. 
So I returned away from the area and drove towards Denia….three hours! It occurred to me that I could possibly switch the ferry to the one today as I drove south, and that is what transpired….and now while I write this, I am looking at the first port of call, Ibiza!
So that is the cessation of the outward journey, a few weeks now in Mallorca, then the return back to Blighty, but which way?
Guacco Heron
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- the views though were stunning, and very Alpine, but on the descent it took forever, by which time I was getting rather dehydrated (no water left) and sun burnt (no cream 
) - eventually surviving, and after a shower, water and some temporary sustenance, I went to a bar and a restaurant owned by the family of the lovely campsite host, for a rewarding evening!
