We went to see some horses yesterday, at a large lettuce farm between Cuevas and Pulpí. I know the owner from years back and he has - besides any number of thousands of hectares of lettuce - around a dozen Pura Raza Española horses (and a donkey). Here I am riding a nine year old mare. Riding this kind of horse is like floating through the air. A real pleasure.
Back in Mojácar, we now have the stables in good shape and one horse staying with us, Cuki, a Hispano Bretón which came here from Catalonia and our friends at Cadi Moixero.