The Road to Hell
Wed 1st, Thurs 2nd & Fri 3rd
Dec. On Wednesday along with Chris and Steve we set off to
explore the island in our hire car and in keeping with tradition purchased a
wholly inadequate road map. We headed north into the Anaga mountains and once
again found ourselves driving up narrow twisting roads, climbing ever higher
before plunging down to a tiny village beside the sea, where cars were not
frequently seen judging by the way the locals strolled in the road. After a
coffee, we headed back up into the hills and made our way westwards and as
usual got lost once or twice due mainly to the absence of road numbers on our
map. In one town we found ourselves returning to a roundabout on the outskirts
four times, each time from a different direction! Eventually we ended up down in the south at Garachico where
we had lunch in the town which was pretty busy with likeminded tourists. Next stop was a visit to Masca which is a little village
which is almost inaccessible and remote. This sounded just the job and so Sarah
took over the driving from me and off we set. When they say that was hard to
get to, they meant a very narrow road twisting and turning as tightly as any of
the tortuous roads we have been on over the past month. Added to this was the
other traffic, mostly heading back up our of the valley which made this a very
difficult drive. But the clincher were the coaches also coming the other way
which forced us to edge right up hard against the cliff face as they inched
past us! Sarah endured an hour of this before gratefully handing the
driving duties back to me. Masca itself was in a very impressive setting although the
village is given over, inevitably, to tourist shops; but we had coffee and ice
creams in a very nice cafe before we set off back out of the valley. There were
endless photo opportunities all through the day and we will be posting a
selection of ours at www.rhbell.com none of
which really do justice to the beauty of the place, but the most impressive
sight has to be the massive snow capped volcano in the very centre of the
island. El Teide is remarkably the highest peak in Spain and (apparently) one
of the highest volcanoes in the world. Last stop on the road trip was a visit to the awesome
Acantilados de Los Gigantes which are huge cliffs climbing an impressive 600
metres vertically from the sea. We then headed for home which was a very long way off, but
fortunately we soon found the new motorway and had a fast run through the early
evening back to Santa Cruz. However, along the way we did get something of a
cultural shock when we came across the Playa de las Americas and Los Cristianos
which are huge modern resorts with the entire landscape covered in sprawling
white apartments and housing. It is the most astonishing contrast with the
northern part of the island. On Thursday I drove to the airport to collect Robert and
Joyce Forsdike who are sailing with us on Serafina to Barbados. They had
started their journey around 2.00am as they were driven to Stanstead which
thankfully remained open (Gatwick and Manchester were both shut due to heavy
snow) and arrived tired and blinking into the bright sunshine here. Very
sportingly they emerged from customs both wearing very new baseball caps with
the word ‘Crew’ emblazoned across the front. We had a flawless journey back to the boat and this must be
recorded as the first trip on Tenerife where we did not take at least one wrong
turning! The day sort of drifted away as they were both tired and after we had
caught up on news they had a much needed snooze. Steve and Chris joined us in
the evening for drinks and after supper cooked by Sarah we all had a fairly
early night. Friday was a return to business as usual and Robert F got
involved straight away firstly soldering and repairing a lead for the computers
before undertaking an oil and filter change for the generator and various other
jobs in the engine room all of which allowed him to satisfy himself that the
mechanical side of Serafina was in good shape. Sarah and Joyce made various
sorties into the city visiting various stores and markets as well as Carrafour
and El Corte Ingles, armed with the menu plans. The day just slipped away and
it was 7.30pm when we had showers and wandered into town to visit first the
Cafe Atlantico who have excellent WiFi (we drank wine whilst Sarah downloaded
another ‘Audible’ book and I updated various websites) after which
we went to Restaurant Olympo for a very nice meal. The latest weather forecasts look a lot more promising with
every indication that once this weekend’s storm passes through, we could
see the trade winds setting in from Cape Verde islands across the Atlantic to
the Caribbean. The only downside still is that we are being promised headwinds
for the first few days out of Tenerife which will make us rethink things a bit.
However the biggest setback to our departure date at the moment is the
discovery on Friday that next Monday and Wednesday (or possibly Thursday!) are
bank holidays here which messes up all the planned visits to the fruit and veg
market and purchase of perishable foods. So the actual departure
day is still open for discussion, but may now be Thursday 9th Dec. |