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OUR FRIEND LULU and I rode the cablecar up to the top (800m/2,600 ft) of Mount Calamorro in Benalmádena to take in the breathtaking views and the excellent birds of prey exhibition at the “Garden of the Eagles.” The sun has been shining for days. Clear blue skies. Beach weather. I was certain we’d be able to see Africa from the top.
However, as is common during Semana Santa (Easter Week), the clouds rolled in [this morning] and rain is on its way. I’m told it’s because The Virgin is crying. Well, so am I. Instead of going into the sunshine, we went into the mists. It was 16C (61F) down below and perhaps 9C (48F) at the top — and humid and windy. The concession stand made good money selling sweatshirts — to poorly prepared people like me. Some of the birds were momentarily lost in the fog. But it was still a great time.
NUESTRA AMIGA LULU y yo viajamos en el teleférico hasta la cima (800m) del Monte Calamorro en Benalmádena para contemplar las impresionantes vistas y la excelente exposición de aves rapaces en el “Jardín de las Águilas”. El sol brilla desde hace días. Cielo azul claro. Estaba seguro de que podríamos ver África desde la cima.
Sin embargo, como es común durante la Semana Santa, las nubes rodaron [esta mañana] y la lluvia está en camino. Me han dicho que es porque la Virgen está llorando. Bueno, yo también. En lugar de entrar a la luz del sol, entramos en la niebla. Fue 16C abajo y quizás 9C en la parte superior — y húmedo y ventoso.. El puesto de la concesión hizo buen dinero vendiendo sudaderas — a personas mal preparadas como yo. Algunas de las aves se perdieron momentáneamente en la niebla. Pero aun así fue un gran día.
Among the things to see at the top of Mount Calamorro (see Wednesday’s blog post) is a birds of prey sanctuary. It’s a pretty spectacular spot and the keepers offer educational shows twice a day. We scheduled our trip up the teleférico so we’d arrive in time for the 1:00 show, which was excellent, even though, due to the lack of winds at the top, some of the high-flying segments had to be cancelled. We did get to see two vultures take off on the limited air currents. But we were warned they might hang out on the rock ridges below until they found an updraft. They finally coasted back in about 20 minutes later, after the show had ended.
(Click any image and spread your wings.)
BEFORE THE SHOW: OWLET UNDER GLASS. (BABY OWL THROUGH WINDOW.)
THIS VULTURE STAYED CLOSE TO HOME.
SOME VISITORS GOT TO BE PERCHES.
AFTER THE SHOW: WE GOT TO MEET THE KIDS.
THANKFULLY, NO PARTING GIFTS (I WAS WARNED).
NEXT TIME, I THINK I’LL WEAR A HAT.
I was back in Benalmádena Tuesday with Kristina to go up to the town’s highest point, Mount Calamorro. We rode the “teleférico” (funicular or sky cablecar). The trip begins at about 100 meters above sea level (328 feet) and ends at nearly 800 meters (2,625 feet). San Geraldo didn’t join us. He has a fear of heights, can be a bit claustrophobic, and experiences motion sickness. (Other than that, he really is loads of fun.)
BEGINNING THE CLIMB.
Twenty-three years ago, we were stuck in a ski lift (chairlift) in Vermont with our friend Judy. While we waited in the air above Mount Snow, Judy and I commented on the spectacular view.
San Geraldo was not pleased. “Stop turning your heads!!! You’re shaking the chair!!!”
We were stuck for about 10 minutes — maybe less — at a height of about 30 feet.
San Geraldo says we swung wildly over a 500-foot chasm — for more than two hours.
Admittedly, there was a really big boulder below us. It would have hurt.
So, I suppose Benalmádena’s Teleférico is one thing San Geraldo will likely never experience.
HANGING OUT THE WINDOW FOR A VIEW BACK TO THE SEA.
FROM THE TOP: VIEW FROM ONE OF THE HIKING TRAILS.
HANGING OUT THE WINDOW AS WE HEAD BACK DOWN.
WE COULD ALWAYS JUST HIKE THAT TRAIL..
ON A CLEAR DAY, YOU CAN SEE THE NORTH COAST OF AFRICA.
LOOKING BACK AT MOUNT CALAMORRO.
GETTING THERE (IT IS HALF THE FUN).
Maybe some fairy dust would help San Geraldo. Then again, maybe not. He’d still be airborne.
I remember seeing this on TV for the first time in 1960 and it gave me goose bumps. It still does. (I won’t grow up, I guess.)