What weird times we are living in! I walk the streets of Martos in my mask, now a pretty, flowery one, yes I have succumbed. More for the sake of the environment than making a fashion statement and washable rather than trashable I bought a material mask which dries overnight. The lady in my local bank seems to have a mask to match every outfit. Mine, a pale lilac goes on with whatever colour I wear. As I was saying I walk the streets in sunglasses and mask feeling like I´m up to no good as if I could do no good in this stifling summer heat, as average of 39c every day for a week or so.

While I moan about masks and heat, life goes on and busily so. People are still buying houses, making enquiries and wanting to sell. So I look not at the news but at my calendar and fill my days, while the world goes mental and the governments do what they want, here I am in my own little bubble wondering what might be next, without worrying about it – what good does that do!

 

Cyclists

Cyclists

Life amongst the olive groves carries on, the olives are beginning to fatten  up and the earth between the trees is dry as a bone, so when on a track with the windows open and my hair blowing in the breeze I sometimes think I should have kept my mask on as I raise the dust! I´m just an aging hippy, child of the 60s, hater of air con (in favour of fans more than being chilled) and never happier than being amidst nature and under blue sky. This week I headed down a track I´d not done before and believe me there are still many of those around me, to see if I could reach one of the French engineered bridges scattered through the olive groves on the ancient railway tracks – Vias Verdes or Greenways. Tracks that were lifelines in days gone by have now been reconditioned for walkers and cyclists and Jaen province has four different tracks. My nearest one Via Verde del Aceite, aceite being oil, this track transported olive oil from Jaen towards the coast, interlinking with other routes.

 

Vias Verdes

Vias Verdes

The Via Verde del Aceite is the longest one in Andalucia covering 128 kms and carrying on into Cordoba province. Near the towns these  greenways are popular for walkers but when you leave the towns well behind silence becomes your neighbour and walking or easy cycling is sheer joy. Peaceful, mask.free zones which at this time of year need to be enjoyed first thing in the morning or later in the evening. One or two of the old stations have become bar -restaurants and the odd one has cycles for hire and overnight parking for motorhomes. Have you guessed where I will be found this weekend?

Photos copyright www.viasverdes.com

 

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