One thing Tippi’s birthday drove home for me… She’s getting older, and she’s now actually old.
Her time with me has been the best thing in my life.
So it’s difficult to watch my little superstar not get things quite right, like not see properly in darker corners, not hearing things like she used to, not be able to climb stairs at a run, or the fact that she needs a nap after short walks or swims. Random strangers still comment that she looks like a pup though… okay… Young adolescent.
98 in doggy years and hoping for at least another 50.
She’s been there for me in so much that it’s hard to think of a time she wasn’t with me. It’s like only the time with her is the stuff that counts. I just hope my friends and family don’t take that as a diss. It’s just that she means more to me than you do… 😂
Okay, enough dissing, for now. “How’s Tippi’s travels going?” I hear you say. She may be getting older, but she’s living her best life.
After Clive left for England and she had her 13th b’day, we wanted to go back to Bordenares for a few days. But, as life would have it, Tippi’s unreliable driver got some temporary work as a dog trainer that meant a week or more was off the cards. It’s a long drive for just a day or two. On the plus side, the work should cover the fuel for the next few locations.
So, we went to some old favourites.
And one new place that was VERY hot in more ways than one. Santa Fe.
Not needless to say tha kit we left to find a slightly cooler place to camp, but… Needless to say… We moved. We were going to stop in Béznar again but decided to bypass and go to a great spot we were at a while back. Back to Río de la Toba.
Nice thing about the climbers, they all leave by sundown which was approximately 9:15 at this point. After most left, we moved the van into the river bed, away from any roads or people for the night. It was very quiet and very dark (when some oldie had to get up in the middle of the night to pee) due to the moon being very fingernail-like. 🌙 And setting just an hour or two after sundown.
As the climbers seem to be a daily thing, we moved to Salobreña for the day as we hadn’t been up to the castle yet. 18 years is a long time, things might have changed some.
It’s been 18 or so years since I went up into old town, Salobreña. If it’s changed, I can’t remember how it used to be. So it still looks old…
So we joined a few other campervans right on the beach here ///classy.fads.fidgets for those that know how to look it up. This is one of the few dwindling spots people can still camp in Salobreña as the locals (including the expats now living here) don’t really like us. We camp with better views, and sometimes neighbors, for free… They may have moved us out to the peripheral sides of town, but it’s a 10 minute walk to the centre of the town, no problem there.
You might be able to see some vans close to the beach, centre picture. Assuming you can zoom in 😬
It’s certainly a nice enough spot to camp, all the other campers are quite friendly apart from the one closest to me, quiet 🤐 This guy does like to listen to his radio a lot!
