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December 2007
   


First glimpse of the stupa

Moors and monks

Back from Rwanda and walking with gorillas,
Tony Allen takes on a more tranquil trek
 

This month, we’re off to explore the hills to the south of Lake Viñuela. Our destination is an ancient Moorish watchtower guarding the pass to the south of the lake but nearby, perched incongruously on the hillside, we’ll pass another monument which would seem more at home on the forest slopes of Burma or Indochina than in the Spanish campo.

We start at the northern end of the new bridge over the Rio Guaro, where a small side road to Portugalejo leaves the main A335. From here we can see the old watchtower, the torre de la atalaya, on the crest of the ridge to our southwest. Parking in the side road and crossing the A335 (carefully!), we set off down the crumbling once-tarmac track to the left of a new house surrounded by orange trees. This track doubles back down into the river valley, soon turning to a concrete surface and swinging left to pass under the crumbling bridge which carried the old road to Zafarraya.

After about 100m we leave the concrete track to cross the stream on rough stepping stones directly under the new bridge and, on the far bank, pick up a small footpath heading to the right, upstream and parallel to the river. The footpath is quite slippery so if the water in the stream is low it easier simply to follow the river bed. Another hundred metres and we pass a stand of tall eucalyptus and, 50m further on, turn sharp left onto a concrete track which climbs diagonally up the slope to the south of the river (0.37km).


La atalaya


Goat pen by the wayside

Beside the eucalyptus a sari-clad woman is planting cabbages in the hot sun in a small field. She barely looks up as we pass, hurrying to get the plants in and watered before the sun withers them. A Moorish woman quite probably cultivated the same patch 600 years ago - centuries of progress reflected only by the plastic irrigation tubing which has replaced the open channels carrying water to the plants.

Following the concrete track back up the hill, we pass one track leading off to the right and then, opposite the end of the old road bridge, double back to the right to follow a second track on up the hill. After about 200m we swing left to wind up a pretty little side valley, its slopes clothed with low scrub and scattered with larger retama bushes.
A couple of hundred metres further on another track, its entrance guarded by two posts and a chain, leads off to the right (0.76km) but we ignore this and continue to wind on up the hill. As we climb we emerge from the scrub into olive and almond groves. Then, ahead and to the left, across a broad valley, a magnificent panorama opens up revealing the austere grey mass of la Maromato, to its left the Boquete de Zafarraya, the great cleft slashing through the mountains on the horizon.

Cresting the slope we come to the nose of a spur. The track doubles back to the south and then swings west along the spine of this spur, with the atalaya clearly in view ahead of us. To the left on the far side of a tight little valley is the hamlet of Aldea Baja and beyond we get our first glimpse of a strange looking white dome. Shortly after, the track forks beside a ruined cottage (1.35km).



Aldea Alta and Maroma

The left hand fork leads across the valley to Aldea Baja and we’ll return this way on the final leg of our walk. For now, however, we take the right fork and continue to climb gently westward along the side of the ridge.

The track now leads us past a modern bungalow beside a tall mast and a couple of subsidiary tracks to the left, one barred by a rusty old chain. Next, we come to a triple track junction; to the left is a small sidetrack, straight ahead a second track leads up to an old cortijo with green-painted outbuildings and, to the right, a third track, which we follow, contours on around the hillside (1.9km).


Bees at work

Passing through a patchwork of garigue and scattered olive trees and ancient carobs, we reach the lip of a small side valley.

On the far side, and a little below us on the tip of a spur, is a crumbling cortijo flanked by beehives and to its left a footpath zigzags steeply up the spur towards the atalaya, clearly visible now on the ridge.

We drop down into the side valley, densely clothed with cistus and gorse, broom and feathery retama, then, climbing the far slope, emerge just above the cortijo, where a prominent sign warns us “Abejas Travajando” - bees at work! (2.93km).

The views from here are splendid: straight ahead is Lake Vinuela, beyond it the towering peaks of the Sierra de Enmedio. From there, the Sierras de Alhama and Tejada, divided dramatically by the Boquete de Zafaraya, sweep to the right in a huge arc around the horizon to the great ridge of Maroma. Below Maroma, now satisfyingly below us, we can also pick out the old bridge and our start point.

Our track now winds on up the hill, crossing and recrossing the crest of the spur, then swinging left back across the side valley we crossed earlier to a prominent “T” junction, where we turn right (3.49km).


The two bridges

After about 40m a side track leads off to the left but we stay on the main track which soon narrows to a footpath. This proves to be only a temporary bottleneck. The footpath almost immediately opens out again into a broad track which winds on up through the olive terraces, past a secondary track to the left and then as we round a bend below another ruined finca, the tower reappears only 150m ahead of us (4.14km).

From the tower we enjoy a splendid 360° view; north to Zafarraya, west to Comares, east to La Maroma, and south to Vélez Málaga and the coast. The tower is perfectly sited as a communications link between the fortifications at Vélez Málaga, Comares and Zalia, the ancient castle overlooking Alcaucin, and dominates all the ground between. An information board beside it relates its history and the legend that it was built in a single night.

After a pause to quench our thirst and eat our “iron rations”, we head west from the tower, following the track along the spine of the ridge past a new villa and down into a saddle. At the cross tracks here we turn left and the olive trees and almond increasingly give way to vineyards as we skirt around a series of side valleys on the southern slopes of the ridge.

About 800m later, as we pass through another small saddle with a fenced off villa to our right, the gleaming white dome we spotted earlier appears ahead of us again.

Now the track skirts alongside two vineyards protected by chain-link fences and, at the end of the second vineyard, a well-used track turns off to the left, taking us to the foot of an avenue of conifers sweeping up to the astonishing spectacle of a Buddhist stupa, blazing in white and gold and garlanded with fluttering flags (5.84km).

The stupa, “a monument and place of meditation”, was built in 1994 by leading Buddhist teacher Lopon Tsechu Rinpoche, and overlooks the retreat and meditation centre in Aldea Alta, the hamlet which we can see just down the hill.

After gazing in wonder, we follow the track on to the east, ignoring the footpath which leads off to the right - a shortcut for visitors from Aldea Alta.

Our track, marked by a series of cairns, slants across the hillside before dropping down into a side valley and joining a larger track beside a ruined finca and domed stone well (6.54km).


The stupa


Lake Viñuela

Here, the right-hand track leads across the valley to Aldea Alta but we head straight on towards Aldea Baja.

After climbing a small spur, we descend again into another small valley and after about 900m reach a little chapel on the outskirts of the village, opposite which we turn left onto a sidetrack. This bypasses the village, rejoining the main track at a T-junction lower down the hill where we turn left once more (8.240km), and about 350 m later find ourselves back on our original route and turn right for home.

We’ve seen neither Monks nor Moors on our walk, but it’s good to imagine the spirits of both roaming the sierras in peace and harmony, their souls lifted by the majesty of the mountains.

 

Previous walks by Tony Allen

 


September 2006


October 2006


November 2006


December 2006


January 2007


February 2007


March 2007


April 2007


May 2007


June 2007


July 2007


August 2007


September 2007


October 2007