I entertained myself by snapping picture after picture. I loved seeing sheep!
So, El Torcal became a hilarious memory. Again, we packed lunch. I had stopped in the grocery and picked up some ready made sandwiches and sides. We wound our way up the mountain to this amazing landscape. But strangely, all the way up, our visibility got lower and lower. We were basically in clouds. When we got to the top, we opened the car doors to go sit at a picnic table and eat, but it was so cold, so windy, so cloudy, so misty, we could hardly see in front of us. The picnic tables were soaked, and it was freezing. We all darted back in the car, while CC was saying, "I think we can do this! Let's go gang!" There were a few other people around who were doing exactly what the six of us were doing, jumping into their cars. It seemed surreal up there. After we ate in the car, and he agreed there was no way we could hike in this weather, CC told everyone they would need to go to the bathrooms before we drove down. We took deep breaths, climbed our way through the fog and cold, and got to the welcome center. The man there said, "I'm sorry. We are closing." So we managed to get back to the car and slam the doors. For whatever reason, this entire scene had us laughing.
We did stop to get a few pictures on the way down from the hike that never happened.
Beauty!
I was determined to get a picture of the five kids, knowing in just a day or two, they would be separated again until late Spring....
....because this one would be heading back to college.
And just before I bolted back into the car, I took this picture.
The drive back down was beautiful as well.
And just like that, we were far enough down the mountain to get back into a normal atmosphere.
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