So the plan for this long weekend (Daddy took Monday off as Tuesday is a national holiday) is to go and see the cranes in Cáceres. Not construction cranes obviously, we wouldn't bother crossing two provinces for that, but bird cranes, migrating from northern Europe down to Africa, stop off here in the Sierra de Gata for a few months to take a breather.We left lateish and at a leisurely pace so, after a feeding stop, it was nearly dusk by the time we got to the Sierra de Gata. This is the time the cranes fly back to their island on the Borbollón reservoir. We had originally planned to go straight to the hotel, but as we were nearby we decided to go and see the cranes today and maybe again tomorrow as they were the highlight of the trip.
We didn't count with getting hopelessly lost while watching cranes fly above us from the car, but eventually we worked out where we were supposed to be and got out. There were plenty of flocks still, coming back to roost and making a huge amount of noise. I had a nice feed while Daddy took pictures and looked through his new binoculars (which technically he's not allowed to use until the 6th, but we'll make an exception).After the spectacle we drove on to the hotel, which was even lovelier than it looked in the on-line photos we'd seen. The owner was very nice and he talked to us for nearly an hour explaining all about the local area and the sights we had to see (to be honest, we hadn't really done our research and apart from the cranes had no idea what there was to see).
