We drove first to Falset to see the Auntie and not wanting to disturb her by expecting a bed to sleep in, we decided to sleep overnight in the van

Camping wild!  It’s always a bit of a risk as even when you think you are in the middle of nowhere, there are eyes all around you. And true enough – we were deep in peaceful sleep when the police arrived. I woke up hearing voices, feeling the throb of a running engine and seeing a strong light outside our curtained windows. In the end they did nothing and after presumably taking a note of the UK number plate they drove off down the narrow country lane and left us to try and relax again.

The next day our journey took us further west, to the edge of Catalunya and nearly into Aragon.
The Ports of Beseit, or simply The Ports, are a limestone mountain range which have narrow deep gullies with crystal green water running through and filling large natural pools

 We stayed in a campsite this time – nothing special but a good base for exploring the area.

What I really want to show you are the images of the rocks and the river

 It was how I imagine it could be walking through the Garden of Eden

So clean, pure, natural, beautiful and somehow virgin

Day 1 was incredible with long stretches of water carved pools

Wild rosemary growing all along the paths

I thought it couldn’t get better but Day 2 was amazing

There were more people around but still it felt totally unspoilt

A stone staircase is washed and polished by running water

This stone completely took me by surprise

If you put your head inside the hole and hum or sing, it hums and sings back

 The whole journey was worth it just for this experience alone – doesn’t it make you want to go there?