In my bag was a much-loved copy of Laurie Lee's book As I Walked Out One Mid-Summer Morning, telling of his walk across Spain in earlier, tougher times. He described the Rock, "trailing a perpetual plume of cloud, looking like a stricken battleship on fire".
Our plan was to tour around the Costa de la Luz, and as usual we didn't get very far - not to Cadiz, and certainly not to Donana or Seville. There's always too much to see on the doorstep. Including Africa which looks incredibly close.
One project involved researchers warning turbine operators of arriving migrants, and the blades were turned off, which is intriguing but not a long-term solution and of no help at night of course.
We stayed at the excellent Montecote, across the valley from Vejer and were centrally placed for a wide variety of habitats, all filled with birds.... hills, farmland, marshes, pine woods, rice paddies, lagoons and beaches - even in the towns you kept your eyes to the skies, watching overflying swallows and martins, vultures, eagles and storks.
- on a cliff by a busy road,
... conveniently placed for birders....
...and for litter-picking / nesting-material-gathering in a car park.