And they were right.

For the May holiday (no wussing out and moving it to a Monday here, the first of May is the day of the workers and is traditionally accompanied by demonstrations and union leaders shaking their fists while orating... at least this year they were angry in a focussed way) we went away to Castilla y León with the walking group.

Winter has been a bit long here (I had my first snow day on the fourth of October last year and we had a snowy weekend in León... ) eight months in fact. The news shows were saying that this year's ski season has been the longest for a good while, at the same time as showing skiers in Granada.

So: we went south, to the other side of the mountains, where the nights are cold and the days are colder (until summer when the days are unbearable). We were in the Sierra de la Demanda, somewhere I'd never heard of before, but it was beautiful countryside, and on Saturday's walk we had stunning views of snow capped mountains far far to the south and way off to the west.

As we came back over the mountains into Asturias you could see the cloud spilling over from the north. We emerged from the tunnel separating León and Asturias (called el negron (the really black one)) into murky grey cloud and the bus filled with happy murmurs of glad to be home.

Later it rained.
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