Drove around a bit. Southwest strong, dreaming about flying at Toix, landing at Calpe and having lunch in the sun on the beach. I know where they serve the best seafood, meters away from the washing sea.

Well, winds were too strong, so no fresh clams, shellfish, no fish freshly out of see, and cooked in a fingerlicking sauce, accompanied with a slightly sprankling white wine from Galicia. No, none of that. We were here to fly.

Left the beaches, passing Benidorm, the smell of Paella fading away, as we were approaching Jijona, where the best rabbit stew I ever had in my life is served in Venta Teresa.

Venta Teresa just down the landing field of Col de Carrasqueta. Have his deep red Rioja wine, a classic.

And after your meal the owner is always proud to offer you a home made herb-liquer, made of all the herbs you can find on his hill.

We went up to take off, and had to spend some time in the back of the open truck, sunbathing untill strong gusts died off.

At 5 we were airborne, and enjoyed the valley, full of almond trees. After all the nearest village Jijona is the main village, actually the only village which makes the heavenly tastefull TURRON.

Turron is the spanish version of marsepan, or nougat for the french, and for that you need deliciously roasted fresh almonds.

A good day of flying, again.