Day 23 – It’s not all doom and gloom . . .

I can be like a dog with a bone. Unable to settle until I’ve settled the problem that’s causing the blog pages not to load. An “invalid security certificate” is doing my head in.

Time to investigate. Phone calls and on-line chats to the hosting provider sees the morning ease by. Mary-Ann reads and relaxes in the morning sun. I can take as long as I want? I get hotter inside as the frustration mounts. Eventually the problem disappears – like magic. I breathe a sigh of relief. My “techie” world back to spinning on its usual axis.

Then it’s time to break out the bikes for the first time. We go off road and bounce and ricochet our way along the seriously bumpy track to Rojales.  Stretch our legs. Then ricochet and bounce our way back. We could have done with our jelly pants. Our bikes’ suspension not adequate enough to prevent the early onset of Baboon Butt-itis.

Return journey sees us pass by a shepherd in the shade eating yoghurt. The orange grove blossom fragrance fills the air.