Next to Castellar de la Frontera. All these de la Frontera towns denote the Moorish/ Christian wars and their territories. There are many of them.
Before we left the town on the second leg of our walk we met a man with a Falcon, who for the princely sum of three Euro was persuaded to remove it from its cage and let it pose with Sarah. It was a young Peregrine Falcon. He had to leave its hood on in case it got startled whilst on Sarah's hand but removed it afterwards for a better picture.
So nice to see one of the fastest birds in the world up close.
The aim of this part of the walk was to find the carefully hidden, Prehistoric burial chambers.
With much persistence, despite my moaning we finally found them, only to have Sarah put me in one. Glad there was not time to cover me up, although it was suggested.
Thankfully we made it back to the town in time for Tapas in a cute little bar.
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