Spain is made for road trips.
We had two days in which to arrive at our destination not far from Comares. It seemed we had been travelling for quite a while, in reality, it was only days not weeks. Which meant we were looking forward to exploring and more so to relaxing in a rural area of Comares at our next housesit. With nothing much more to do than wander with the dogs and absorb the country air. Absolutely in no hurry to explore every crevice within a few days as we are going to be based in Southern Spain for a few months.
Firstly, we had approx. 486 kilometres to drive.
Our first stop and the most interesting was to view a unique wetland area of Santa Polo’s Saline Park and situated on the road to Cartagena.
The watchtower was build in 1552, during the reign of Felipe II. It is strategically placed to spot the enemy before they landed. Communication with each lookout was achieved by smoke during the day and fire at night. Also known as the Lagoon Tower or the Saline Tower, it has a square shape situated between the Pinet Tower and Santa Pola’s Castle-Fortress. Because it is a bit far away from the coast, the primary function was as a repeater station, to facilitate communication with Elche’s countryside towers.
The tower which belongs to Bras del Port S.A. situated in an exceptional place, in one of the lagoons of Santa Pola’s Natural Saline Park, and houses various environments; the working of the salines close to the sea, the permanently flooded freshwater pools and the surrounding area. The fauna and the flora adapt to the dampness and the high salt levels. The groups of flamingos that arrive in their thousands are a spectacular sight. Common shelducks, marbled teals, avocets, storks, Kentish plovers, little terns or common terns can also be spotted. Though we could see birds from a distance we, unfortunately, weren’t close enough to capture any. Maybe next time.
Back onto the main road, and a few more kilometres completed, it was time to have a bite to eat and stretch our legs, this time by the coast and a town called Torrevieja.
As we drove down the narrow streets in town, we were fortunate enough to find a park reasonably straight away. At this point let me emphasise that carparks over here are sometimes like trying to find a needle in a haystack. Near impossible at times!
The relief at exiting the car and walking in the sun was palatable.
Along the promenade we strolled until we arrived at the pier, this was an incredibly long one, at 1.7 km. Not a long walk just a long pier. As we moved along, there were three types of fishermen trying their luck that day, humans, birds and what seemed like quite a few cats. The cats were the more comical out of the three types, with schools of small fish being pushed into the crevices by large fish, their paws were doing overtime trying to capture that ever elusive meal.
On the bright side, two out of the three had ready-made food at their disposal. The men, in the form of cheese and bread, and the cats a dish of dried cat food. Though I have a feeling that the men, birds and cats would much prefer a meal of fresh fish. Who wouldn’t!!
Talking of food, it was time to find a seat to park upon and have a nibble or two. Located one not too far away and had a Spanish omelette which was rather tasty and enjoyable. Hunger satisfied and legs stretched, and Vitamin D topped up we were once again ready to head to our first night’s accommodation situated just out of Cartagena. We stayed at a very reasonably priced hotel by the name of Posadas De España Cartagena. Which suited our need of wanting to break up the roadtrip into manageable parts. There was also a significant shopping facility a walkable distance away to buy food.
The next day was very much uneventful, with the main distraction going through a few tunnels and over viaducts, with the scattering of numerous shade houses on what seemed precarious positions on the side of the hills. We managed just a short fuel stop for us and the car, and before we knew it, we had arrived at our accommodation by the beach, Hotel Elba Motril.