Driving the Sunflower Route in Cordoba
Last weekend I border-hopped with hubby. We had some campsite inspections to do so popped over the provincial border into Cordoba. My home province is Jaen land of olive trees, major olive oil producer and home to Spain´s largest Natural Park. Jaen is mountainous and the views always stunning until nearing its westerly or northern border then the land becomes pretty flat.
To the north the plains of Castilla-La Mancha and windmills of Don Quixote beckon. To the west the plains of the Guadalquivir river stretch acroos Cordoba towards Sevilla and the Atlantic Ocean. This flat country plays host to bright yellow fields of nodding sunflowers and a great sight brightening up the parched ground and hay-baled fields.
I´ve named it the Sunflower Route or Ruta de Girasol, another gorgeous drive in the ´ to-do-one-day-book -in-my-head´. The towns en-route are all great interesting little stop-offs, especially Montilla the DO wine town full of bodegas - wine cellars which offer tours and tastings and the most fabulous sherry-tasting vinegar.
To the north the plains of Castilla-La Mancha and windmills of Don Quixote beckon. To the west the plains of the Guadalquivir river stretch acroos Cordoba towards Sevilla and the Atlantic Ocean. This flat country plays host to bright yellow fields of nodding sunflowers and a great sight brightening up the parched ground and hay-baled fields.
I´ve named it the Sunflower Route or Ruta de Girasol, another gorgeous drive in the ´ to-do-one-day-book -in-my-head´. The towns en-route are all great interesting little stop-offs, especially Montilla the DO wine town full of bodegas - wine cellars which offer tours and tastings and the most fabulous sherry-tasting vinegar.
