Dealing with bureaucrats is probably the most frustrating of human endeavours. Our package, containing our replacement tent and stove has been in Barcelona for days but Spanish customs told us they would not release it until we pay 235 euros in duties, fees and taxes. After hours on the phone and sending them all kinds of documents, I had to sign a declaration that I would pay the money upon delivery, and then delivery would commence but would not be guaranteed by the time we were scheduled to leave Barcelona.
We decided to go hiking as planned and let the universe unfold as it would, hoping the package would get delivered prior to our departure. We packed the car and set off for Sierra de Guara and the village of Alquezar, a lovely medieval town about 3 hours northwest of Barcelona.
We rented an apartment for a few nights and went hiking in the spectacular canyon landscape around Alquezar and the nearby town of Rodellar. While there, I received an email from FedEx in response to my complaint about the problem with my package, and miraculously the package was delivered without any further charges. Funny that I had to send a complaint to FedEx in the United States before the company’s employees in Spain would process my package without any further delay or charges.
Anyway, we have a new tent and stove and will be ready for the next part of our journey. Meanwhile, we spent a few days hiking in Sierra de Guara with Alba and Gérard. Here are some photographs.
Stick Man.
Stone bridge.
Alquezar canyons.
One last warm-up before heading out.
Column detail at the Alquezar monastery.
Our lodgings in Alquezar.
Cave.
Paul’s new suede shoes.
Sharing a beer and chips at the end of the day.
The Pyrenees.
Climbing out of a canyon.
Which way?
Alquezar street.
Caves in the karst of Alquezar canyon.
Alquezar.
It’s so small!
Dog at the monastery.
Gloomy morning.
Alquezar canyons.
Single file into the Sierra de Guara.
A bit of yoga.
A glimpse of the Sierra de Guara.
Hiking into the Sierra de Guara.
Alquezar.
Looking out from the Alquezar monastery.
Alquezar.
Alba.
Love birds.
Stone bridge.
Cave painting between 5,000 and 8,000 years old.
A walkway along the canyon wall.
The monastery at Alquezar at sunset.
Jan taking a break.
Winter reeds.
A dreary and wet hike back to Alquezar.
A good start to any morning.
Frescoes at the Alquezar monastery.
Winter grasses.
On the road.
Sun going down on the Alquezar canyons.
Vulture.
Alba and Gérard in a canyon near Alquezar.
Vulture.
Gérard making breakfast.
Crossing stone bridge in a canyon near Alquezar.
A dreary and wet hike back to Alquezar.
Vulture.
Alba checking the weather from the cabin.
Dog at the monastery.
Gérard at the site of where a mill used to stand on the river in the canyon.
Bark.
For sale. Tempting!
Alquezar door knokker.
Alquezar canyons.
Restaurant decorations in Alquezar.
Conglomerate on one side of the valley.
The gang in Alquezar. Thank you Alba and Gérard for you fabulous hospitality. Until next time.
Paul, stunning photos. I’ll send a separate email about the tag on one of the vultures. lee