Thursday 7th June (Hello from Haro)


Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into an evergreen oak where a great tit sat. Better still on a nearby pine tree two golden orioles flirted and called. In the shaded wood their feathers looked golden.

Soon Mr. Kite and His Lady were on the road travelling towards the Roman ruins of Clunia Sulpicia. Perched in a hollow at more than 1000 metres overlooking a plain the remains were the impressive remains of a Roman City.

Then Mr. Kite and His Lady followed the tourist route through the mountains towards Burgos. At one point about fifty griffon vultures circled around the side of a mountain.

Soon Mr. Kite was on a camp-site in Haro sitting in pleasant warm sunshine. Looking around Mr. Kite watched griffon vultures, white storks, black kites and a booted eagle. In the warm air the booted eagle soared to a great height before dropping down rapidly.

In the evening Mr. Kite enjoyed a tipple or two of San Miguel. Cheers from the Rioja region of Spain.