Robin walks the Mallorca Coast and Mountains!

Monday 31 st July – Lluc to Pollensa My walk today should have started at 9.00am with a taxi ride to Lake Cuber, but because I wanted to change the plan a little, my only option was to postpone departure until 10.30. So a leisurely breakfast was in order, with the occasional passing tram. I passed the time very pleasantly in Porto Sóller, wandering around “my” end of the harbour, examining the local fishing boats (that is suspected were serving as day-boats for tourists), all immaculately painted white with varnished wood, with clean decks and their characteristic vertical prow.  I walked down to the Tram terminus and puzzled over the points on the way. I was interested to see how easily the lever could shift a section of the rails across – it looked to me as if any passing Tom, Dick or Harry could flip the lever over and send the tram careering down some unplanned route. I watched as a tram arrived and people for Sóller town disembarked and took a moment to get their bearings. ...

Cala Tuent to Sollér It was a straightforward pick-up yesterday morning from Kevin, named after Costner he explained, though he looked more like a young Barak Obama. We settled on Kevin Bacon. After a short while I was transferred to another cab, this time with Juan; John he said, no not John Wayne, Johnny Depp, he said and laughed.  We passed through a couple of tunnels, heading north-west. It’s amazing stuff limestone. How much easier to carve one’s way through than other rock, and such a direct route to one’s destination. I knew it would be a one-hour journey to the starting point, and as time went by I was baffled at how I could make it back on foot in 6 and half hours.  I have heard that far more of the surface of the Earth is theoretically accessible by horse than by car, and I realised that massively extensive engineering would be required for roads  to contour around some of the slopes that I had taken footpaths on. I also had to climb gradients that w...