We are back at Heredad de Elias Ferrer, a delightful campsite that Francine discovered last year. It is now run by Octavio Ferrer, his delightful wife Susana and their son, young Octavio.
This is a relatively new venture for the family and they have made quite a few changes since last year. There are now more pitches available and more electric hook-up points. The size of the pitches is quite generous, particularly by Spanish standards. It has clearly become very popular and is frequented by a strong Dutch contingent.
As I have previously reported, this site is an former bull and horse farm. It was associated with bullfighting as is evidenced by its own on-site training bullring. The current proprietor, Octavio, is a former toreador, now retired, we are happy to say. The bullring where Octavio trained, however, is naturally quite a curiosity, irrespective of one’s opinion of bullfighting, and is surrounded by historic memorabilia.
After surviving the downpours of our Biblical Christmas Day – undoubtedly the worst Christmas Day I can remember – on Boxing Day it was a relief to get out without it raining and we took a wander into the village of Alcalalí to a modest supermarket attached to the local service station. One of our campsite’s neighbouring properties had avoided being inundated but did sport a modest lake/pond as a result of the 24 hours of quite heavy rain.
On our return saunter, we poked our noses over the wall of the bullring and were surprised to see a bull sitting in the middle, on a relatively dry patch, chewing the cud. The bullring hadn’t quite turned into a swimming pool. Last year we had not seen a bull in residence. This was not one of the sleek, black fighting bulls but was a much heavier-looking beast altogether. Here are a couple of pictures at different magnifications to give the idea.
This is a little gem of a campsite run by a delightful family. It rivals that of our favourite French campsite on a dairy sheep farm near Carcassonne, run by another lovely family who have become personal friends. I’ve seen reviews of Heredad de Elias Ferrer suggesting that it is “the best campsite we’ve been on”. I can believe it. As Spanish campsites continue to get rammed over winter, I can see this one becoming too popular. It would be good for the family, of course.
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