We have to wait to have our electric hook up unlocked before we can leave. At 12:00 we drive 3 miles into Peniscola, park easily under the old town wall and enter up the ramp through the arched gateway. The narrow streets are paved with pebbles arranges in various patterns and all polished smooth by feet and tyres. The sea is visible over the wide stone ramparts on our right, while to our left white plastered buildings tower above us. The buildings have b...

Last night the wind raged on unabated, blasting its way down from the snowy peaks and hammering across the vast flat delta. The van rocked quite violently at times, like we were travelling at high speed on a motorway with crosswinds. The skylights rattled and a few times we wondered if they'd be ripped open. This morning we're still rocking and freezing until the sun comes up, lighting up the mountains in stripes of strata. By the time we've had a big por...

A pleasant start to our day morning. The owner take his three greyhounds for their walk and we can see them bounding across the field below. There are also hundreds of finches all around and a strong smell of wood smoke in the air. We set off at 11:00 towards Tarragona, a port with a lot of Roman history. Shortly after we join the motorway traffic comes to a standstill at the intersection we need. We wait a while before agreeing to take the alternative r...

We wake to the first tractor passing by at 7:30. It's raining heavily and the van is rocking in the in the wind. At 10:00 all but Nick go to meet Frederic and taste the wine, during which time the rain becomes sleet and then heavy snow. For a short while the snow begins to settle on the bushes and grass but the ground is so wet it can't stick. By the time we set off at 11:00 it has all stopped but the temperature gauge reads minus 0.5. We head for the ...