Nothing to report on the drive here, quite straight forward
and now we have arrived at Camping Mar Menor, the biggest campsite I’ve ever
seen.
La Manga and Mar Menor
La Manga is a big sandbar that stretches over 18km from the Cartegena
end of the Mar Menor northwards, it rather puts Chesil Beach into obscurity. The Mar Menor (little sea) is a huge lagoon
with an outlet at the northern end to the med.
It’s quite shallow and therefore about 3 degrees C warmer than the med. It’s just like a bath and also very salty so
this place is fantastic for water sports.
La Manga is pretty well built on with the normal holiday
high-rise buildings and shops and bars and is basically one main road down the
middle with a lot of side roads off leading down either to the Mar Menor or the
mediterranian. The beaches are fantastic
however we are not the sort of people who like to sit on the beach all day – in
fact we never just sit on the beach. We
(or probably more likely, I) like to look at it and walk along it and even
paddle in the sea but I’m not much of a one for swimming in the sea, I much
prefer a pool.
I am however one of those
people who is always happy near to water, so I love these coastal sites.
This is also one of the main Spanish holiday resorts
although as we are finding everywhere, even in May when we are now finding it a
bit hot during the day, the place is empty, because to the Spanish this is
relatively cool and only in July and August does the place come alive.
The Campsite
Before I tell you about the campsite, I have to quote this
from their website which either is a typo or has lost a little in translation:
“Within 40 years it was changed from a unique natural
paradise into an unbearable place, where you can count over 300.000 people in
the Summer.. The beautiful beaches on both Seas are the only reason why so many
Tourists return there each year.”
Yes it really does
say that! Here’s the link if you don’t
believe me http://www.caravaning.es/marmenor.php?idioma=GB
The campsite itself has over 1,500 pitches, (Cap Blanch had
about 175) including rental bungalows, camping pitches and permanent
pitches. It boasts an indoor swimming
pool, gym and sauna although these are only open in the winter months, along
with outdoor swimming pool, numerous games areas, beach-side restaurant, a very
well equipped and not overly expensive Spar supermarket where you can buy
almost everything including thankfully mobile phone top-up, a cash-point
machine, dog washing facility and wait for it, it’s own church. It stretches from the main dual carriageway
right down to the beach on the Mar Menor.
Here’s a picture taken from outside the supermarket and the blue dot in
the distance is indeed the sea at the bottom of the campsite. It is about half
a mile from the entrance to the beach.
You really need a bike here just to go to the shop or the swimming
pool. It’s really like a small town. The
pitches are edged with hedges so it’s quite private and great for the dog, but
there is very little shade available.
Iain has put down some large stones along the front edge of the pitch
and this is enough for Connie to know how far she can go. People think it’s strange that she will not
go beyond the stones, but we have trained her also to stop at electricity
cables. She’s pretty good but sometimes
her excitement gets the better of her when a dog goes past and she will run out
into the pathway and spin whilst woofing at the passing pets. Unfortunately we have to watch her as the
temptation to chase the cat next door was too great once and she ran off after
it.
What really amuses us though are the permanent pitches. It appears that these are freehold pieces of
land about 100sq ft and people can put literally anything they like on
them. Some of the “dwellings” are really
pretty and well kept but actually in parts it looks like a shanty town has
sprung up. Some of them even seem to be
brick built and have upper floors and roof terraces. It’s quite amazing and I can’t stop looking
at them. This would never be allowed in England, not only to mention that if
there was a fire it would rage through the whole place.
We booked in for just three nights but as our itinerary for
the next month is flexible we have decided to stay for 10 nights.
There’s very good cycling around here although some of it is
on rough ground. There’s even a bit
where we let Connie off to have a run alongside the bikes.
Connie's running track about 1km a bit far for an old girl |
She’s pretty good and normally runs
alongside, but sometimes will spin infront of the bikes and you have to be
really quick to make sure that she doesn’t have you off. She’s never really understood about
wheels. However the other day she lost sight of us and ran
straight onto the beach. Luckily it
wasn’t too busy and of course dogs are banned on the beaches. I kept calling and whistling but when she’s
in a panic she just runs at full speed in all directions – not only was it
embarrassing but some people on the beach were panicking and grabbing their
children and stuff. It seemed like an
age before she finally saw us and came back but it was probably less than 2
minutes – 2 very long minutes. There’s some pretty good dog walking and on the
rougher areas of beach it’s ok to let the dog go on.
Splishy splashy stuff - great fun |
I still can’t get her to enjoy swimming. The
first attempt was successful and she came out just far enough that she had to
swim but she didn’t like that game much and now I can't even get her to come into the water with me.
Dad, Dad tell her Dad, I don't want to go swimming ever again |
The water in
the Mar Menor is very shallow and it’s as warm as a bath and very salty.
We have cycled into La Manga a couple of times with the princess in her buggy and this picture is taken from one of the beaches looking directly across to the campsite. Don’t be fooled we’d only gone about 5 miles, there’s a lot more of Mar Menor than shown here.
Just a picture to show how empty the streets are |
Yesterday we took a bike ride into Los Belones which is the
next town along the other way from La Manga.
The ride was along a service road which I can only think was the
original main road so we didn’t have to do any rough riding or go onto the dual
carriageway. But it was quite narrow and
there was a huge tractor that seemed intent on pushing us off the road. It came up behind with no warning – I thought
it was on the dual carriageway so didn’t take any notice of the noise and
luckily there was a gap where I could pull into to stop him hitting me. A bit scary but no damage done.
The ride into Los Belones was pretty boring to say the least but the views weren’t bad. Nothing much to report on the town but we were glad that we’d gone somewhere else but wouldn’t bother again. There was a Bodegas in town but we actually didn’t pay a visit as I didn’t want a) to get drunk and ride back and b) drag any purchase back in the buggy. This is the downside of a motorhome rather than a caravan, you don’t have a car to get around.
It was a bit of a long-haul coming back as it was against the wind, but yes I know, it’s good for me, which wasn’t helped by me going the wrong way, cycling up the verge of the road when Iain suddenly realised that we were actually cycling the wrong way up the slip road of the dual carriageway and not on the old road. Luckily we hadn’t gone too far so we could go back, otherwise it would have meant lifting the bikes – and of course the buggy – over the metal railing to get back onto the correct road. Of course because we hadn’t been able to let Connie out for a run we still had to walk her when we got home.
The ride into Los Belones was pretty boring to say the least but the views weren’t bad. Nothing much to report on the town but we were glad that we’d gone somewhere else but wouldn’t bother again. There was a Bodegas in town but we actually didn’t pay a visit as I didn’t want a) to get drunk and ride back and b) drag any purchase back in the buggy. This is the downside of a motorhome rather than a caravan, you don’t have a car to get around.
It was a bit of a long-haul coming back as it was against the wind, but yes I know, it’s good for me, which wasn’t helped by me going the wrong way, cycling up the verge of the road when Iain suddenly realised that we were actually cycling the wrong way up the slip road of the dual carriageway and not on the old road. Luckily we hadn’t gone too far so we could go back, otherwise it would have meant lifting the bikes – and of course the buggy – over the metal railing to get back onto the correct road. Of course because we hadn’t been able to let Connie out for a run we still had to walk her when we got home.
The restaurant on site is pretty good and not
overly-expensive so we’ve had a few Menu Del Dia’s while we’ve been here. Last night, being Saturday, there was entertainment and so we
went along to a Rod Stewart tribute singer.
He was actually pretty good and a very enjoyable evening was had by all. Of course only having been here a week, we haven’t made any friends but as the social hand-grenade of the outfit I did decide after dinner to invite myself over to join a table of people whom we’d chatted to around the campsite. Well you have to make the effort don’t you.
He was actually pretty good and a very enjoyable evening was had by all. Of course only having been here a week, we haven’t made any friends but as the social hand-grenade of the outfit I did decide after dinner to invite myself over to join a table of people whom we’d chatted to around the campsite. Well you have to make the effort don’t you.
The weather is now getting quite warm, well hot actually,
and I’m very glad to have some shade to sit in and at least it still cools down to around 19C in the evening. I’ve been swimming in the pool several times and it’s quite warm, but
other than a bit of swimming and cycling, we’ve had a very relaxing few days.
I love it here and would thoroughly recommend the campsite and place to anyone wanting to visit, and you can even fly into the local airport (15 miles away) with Ryannair and EasyJet so it’s not difficult to get here even for those mortar homers amongst you.
I've a bit more to post about La Manga but wanted to keep it reasonably up-to-date and as we're off I've run out of time to complete my La Manga post - soooo busy doing nothing!!!!!
Tomorrow we are off to Granada, (about 200 miles away) the
plan is to spend three night there, but the forecast is up in the 30’s so we
might only stay two nights and then move on heading north to Toledo.
Catch up soon. ................................
Catch up soon. ................................
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