So today, having given up on any hope of finding one of the alleged Via Vertes (green roads) we stumbled on to one by accident, 30 kms out of Lucena on the way towards Córdoba, just outside of Cabra, a pretty little town, after a hair-raising and highly illegal race down the Autovía for a few kms, with truckers yelling at us to get off the road. We made it to a side road and got off, then down a gravel road to Cabra, which means a nanny goat. We found el centro and had coffee in the Plaza España, and on the way out of town crossed the rail trail. Good surface, little grade, beautiful country. Below is John Clarke, the expat Londoner who opened the Olive Press, an english language papaer in southern Spain. He was writing a story on the trail, and interviewed us and took a million pictures, some, featuring Ross and a large phallic squash, clearly not suitable for publication, either on this blog or in the paper.
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