A 10th century necropolis tucked away in the hills. On my previous visit I asked one of the guys at the construction site if he had been up there. He didn’t even know it existed and he’s from a town about 6 miles away! So that piqued my curiosity even more and made my stopping absolutely necessary.
I climbed up into the hills, through a little village full of stone buildings, past a shepherd with his flock until I reached a second sign pointing me along across a field – no real road in sight. But at just 200m I figured I (and my non-4 wheel drive rental car) could handle that. I got about 400m along to the top of a ridge when I stopped.
There was no necropolis in sight.
I climbed out of my car and peaked around the area. Nothing. Could I really not SEE it? Had the ridge I climbed put me on TOP of it? I still don’t know the answer. I searched the internet when I returned to Madrid and the only reference I could find has no pictures of the structure…
Disheartened I made my way back down the hill to the main road. On the way I snapped this shot of my “office” for the day.
I suppose all was not lost.
3 comments:
that's a shame and really strange, but i'd say all was definitely not lost--the pic is gorgeous.
Just think of poor Magdalena. Could you find any reference to her? I'm going searching.
What village were you nearest to?
Remember, it's the journey, not the destination. I love the idea of checking out these sites.
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