2026 – Europe – Ep. 15 – Karst and Desert

Written by Chester

This weird pimple, 20km in diameter, caught my eye while route planning in Malaga. There’s lots of peaks on it, so off we go
Turns out to be a blob of limestone (Karst), so thoroughly riddled with sinkholes that the rain has never been able to form proper canyons.
We finally have improving weather and can fly Icarus more.
Karst makes for harder walking than I imagined. And a bad place to drop your phone
This rock weathered to look like a cow vertebrae at first glance.
From the top of Cerro de Santa Lucia, the highest peak. The numerous sinkholes make for very interesting terrain.
We expected a park, but the mountains are grazing for sheep, with a lot of very difficult fences. If a fence can stop a sheep, a human will really struggle.
The crux of this particular mountain
There is an insane infestation of rabbits – running everywhere as we drive.

We see no tourists on the Karst blob for the two days we are there. Spain is empty as soon as you get away from the cities and the beaches, but this is ominous. Soon enough, we run out of peaks and have to drive down to change roads.

Video filmed while riding as a passenger, using a new controller.
We drove through this gate 2 days before, and now it’s locked. Someone grudgingly opens the lock. Gates and fences – our eternal struggle.

After we escape, Marta decides she is tired of walking on Karst, so we roll the dice.

So we drive east past Granada, towards the Gorafe desert.  The landscape changes fast in Spain, this was less than an hour drive.
Marta wants to see more Dolmens, stone age crypts. There are signs for “Necropolis Megaliticos” everywhere. More like Microliticos.
We like to roll the dice and take the road less known. Which doesn’t always work out, but thems the risks.
At the bottom of the canyon, we get stopped by a farmer’s chain, and a deep, muddy river. No way around – this river never normally runs, so no one builds bridges. It’s been a wet winter in Europe.
I searched for the driest desert in Spain, and the Gorafe did not disappoint. A bit touristy for us, which means we seen at least one other car. Very happy to not be here in August
Just when you are feeling hardcore with your 4×4, a smart car cruises by.
Locals live in hobbit holes.
Surprisingly stylish.
A bike rental shop in the town of Gorafe has three apartments for rent.
And their contact, if you get sick of Costa del Sol and want some adventure.
Everytime I see a car with polish plates, I know we are going to lose hours, possibly a whole day. They did their own van build, and live in it permanently. Never thought I’d hang out with homeless people.

I’m showing my age – I remember when living in a van by the river was a bad thing.