In Valencia we walk into another festival we had not planned for. Afterwards we drive towards Barcelona in the best weather - except the one mountain we end up on is completely socked in with fog…

Valencia in the middle of Las Fallas

The landscape near Marchal is something special - and thanks to a faulty factory alarm, so unfortunately is the night. Afterwards we drive up to a viewpoint that several signs warn you about…

The badlands near Marchal

We walk across Ronda twice, work our way down the path to the abandoned building, climb through a karst landscape in El Torcal - and see in the forest what the recent storms have done…

The rock formations of El Torcal

We drive straight into a carnival along the way, then walk 30 kilometres on the Mammutmarsch - and Lou, shortly before her 16th birthday, simply does the whole distance…

Thirty kilometres around the Casa de Campo

The weather is still not on our side, but right on cue at the end of the working day it clears for two hours. Later we have to reverse through a narrow village - and then end up in a place we had not expected at all…

Nature’s own cinema above the Arribes

We stay in the Faro region once more, take a boat trip through the Ria Formosa - and then bury our planned route entirely, because the weather on the Iberian peninsula simply will not settle…

Out in the Ria Formosa

We hike through canyons where half of film history was shot, meet eight more trucks in the port of Almería - and the next morning we stand on Moroccan soil for the first time…

The Tabernas desert

We drive for hours through the largest olive monoculture in the world, haul Mammothon up a climb of more than 20 percent, hike the Caminito del Rey - and end up staying at MAN considerably longer than planned…

Olives as far as you can see

We want a bit more solitude again, so we drive up a valley that gets narrower with every kilometre. At the end Mammothon stands almost alone - and Saskia’s circular route turns out to be considerably more sporting than expected…

At the end of the valley you can only continue on foot

Mammothon gets a shower first, then we drive straight through a storm into the Monegros - and discover, on opening the roof hatch, that the wind up there has been busy…

The semi-desert of the Monegros