Trev and I first visited Spain in August of 2013, where we spent the last week of our Honeymoon indulging in pinxtos, Iberian ham, Goudi masterpieces and the overall Catalonian culture in Barcelona. We’ve been obsessed with the idea of Spain ever since. It’s no surprise that with our recent move to Europe, our first adventure would be to Costa Del Sol in southern Spain.
Yesterday, our first day of our trip, we made the decision to jump in head-on and conquer the hike of the upper rock of Gibraltar.
Foregoing the 10 minute cable car ride to the mountain’s summit, we opted for the two hour hike up the Mediterranean Steps. One of the most challenging hikes I’ve experienced, lent itself to some of the most breathtaking views I’ve seen, including the ability to spot Tangiers, Morocco through the fog across the ocean (a view privy only to those whom hike).
Opting for adventure also allowed the opportunity to stop at different points throughout, and snap beautiful panoramas of Costa Del Sol’s magnificent coastline, including downtown Gibraltar and the numerous ships at sea.
Trev and I have this ritual where, after each adventure we experience together, we both decide, and then share our favorite moment from that day. Yesterday’s moment was undoubtedly the same for us both: the monkeys, better known as the Barbary Macaques of Gibraltar. Neither of us had ever seen monkeys in their natural habitat, much less those that had so-well integrated into a life with humans. It’s estimated that the monkeys were originally brought over from Morocco, as pets, between 700-1400 AD.
The pictures below are some of our personal favorites we’ve captured on our travels; not only for their natural beauty, but because they encompass a truly unforgettable experience.
On the historic side, we explored Gibraltar’s Seige tunnels. These were originally carved by the British through nearly the entirety of the width of the mountain, during the Seige of Gibraltar. They were later used in WWII efforts (yes, Trev was totally geeking out).
By the end of the hike, we’d walked to the point that our legs were literally giving out on us. Moore’s castle was the last landmark on the trail, but all we needed to here was “spiral staircase” and we were officially out. We’ve seen cooler castles anyway – but it did make for a pretty picture. 😉