Friday 25 July 2008

Day 18 - Extrema+dura


In the morning owner Ana returns to Cerro Caña. She has chosen to build a centre that completely fits in with the official regulations, in the form of a Hotel Rural, which has cost her a lot of money and effort (even installing equipment she will hardly use, but that is required to become official). Now, though, she has the space in which to carry out educational activities in a different way to the established norm. Both Anas chat about our respective teaching philosophies and methods, which seem very similar, as well as the problems that we both find in putting them into practice, mainly due to the difficulty in finding bright young educators who can think for themselves and develop their own teaching tools to transmit a systemic Gaian philosophy. Anyone of this description looking for a job in the hills of northern Andalusia, get in touch!


We leave wishing Cerro Caña lots of success and waving goodbye to our hosts.


The house dog who watched over us during the night can just about muster the energy to wag goodbye:


We continue our route through Sierra Morena and head towards Portugal, landscapes dotted everywhere with oak trees. Frequent stops are required due to the heat...



"Are we nearly there...?"

This is the land of jamón serrano, Spanish cured ham, and specifically the best ones which are labelled "jamón 5 bellotas"as the pigs are let loose to eat the acorns (bellotas) from the holm oak trees (encinas). Cork oaks (alcornoques) are harvested every nine years, by taking the outer layers of bark, which gives the trees are very striking look.

We decide to park up for the night next to a river or something we can swim in, so we aim for what looks like a natural park with rivers. However, we find that all the land is fenced in and marked "privado". Driving further and further into the park, we finally find a fork in the road with a flat bit, not fenced in, and we stop there. The trees surrounding us are beautiful, majestic, protective, but the fences, some electrified, make us uneasy...


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