Two Days in Ronda (part II)

Having gone to bed at a reasonable hour the night before I had the misfortune to wake up at the ungodly (fun for an atheist) hour of 4am.  What’s a boy to do under such circumstances?  Answer -grab a camera and head out to a spectacular setting under the moonlight.

Having seen where the sun set the previous day, Sherlock here figured the moon must set in roughly a similar position, so I set off through the streets with camera equipment in tow to see what happened.

Arriving at the top of the path down to the ravine I thought maybe this isn’t such a good idea, but then again when you have a hangover the size of Brazil and you’re only going to be here for twenty-four hours more, you have to take advantage of the situation you find yourself in.

So off I stumbled into the darkness, no light apart from the moon and the little lights in my head, thanks to last night’s Rioja, and what an adventure I had.

Seeing just enough to get into position on a promontory I wouldn’t have gone near in the daylight I set up the ole triffid (that’s a tripod for the uninitiated) and let rip.

El Puente Nuveo, the ‘new bridge’, is quite a sight under the moonlight and I took a few shots of that and the landscape around me in the surreal light provided by the satellite before heading back to the safety and security of my hotel, and all before the sun came up!untitled-23-2000x871 untitled-31-770x2000 untitled-0207-1333x2000 untitled-0215-2 untitled-0221-2-1333x2000After all this excitement the only thing left to do was to go back and have an early siesta (i.e. a normal morning’s sleep) before waking up again and going through my usual pseudo-Spanish morning routine of coffee and a tostada and setting off to see what this spectacular setting looked like in the daylight.

It was rubbish!  Only kidding.  Ronda is a beautiful town in so many ways, it is full of beautiful traditional Spanish (or Andalucian) architecture, hospitable people who tried valiantly to stifle their amusement at my execrable Castillian and who laughed openly, but completely without malice,  when I launched into a tirade (well, two or three words) of Catalan by mistake, and who serve the most delicious food alongside a well-deserved beer or ten.

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España, te quiero!

26 thoughts on “Two Days in Ronda (part II)

        1. It’s certainly a great place to visit. The bridge and ravine are spectacular but it’s the kind of town where just wandering around is as rewarding as any of the more ‘touristy’ activities. Maybe next time? 🙂

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  1. Great images mate, and I’m jealous that you got to the bottom of the gorge to shoot the amazing bridge from below. That’s something I didn’t manage with the Mrs in tow……..

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  2. These are incredible! I love the night shots with gazillions of stars!!! Worth getting up in the wee hours! Wait a second, you are a Scot my dear; weren’t you up all night with a few empty glasses in front of you already? *biggest grin* Cher xo

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  3. Great pictures once again. If the path you descended was the same one that I went down a few years ago, then it was steep and slippery. It was dodgy in the daytime.
    Alen

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    1. I assume it was. The promontory I arrived at in darkness was about halfway down but when I went there again later in the day I was feart to go as near the edge as I had been in darkness. I’m very brave when I can’t see a steep drop right at my feet!

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