Nerja is considered one of the most idyllic beach towns in Spain and is somewhere between Malaga and Granada. It’s famous for being one of Europe’s best beaches, but without dwelling on my disappointment, let’s just say that by far best part about Nerja is the Chillar Gorge. It’s a day-long trek into the gorge up Rio Chillar river. So go, see, conquer and do so in your worst pair of trainers. You can also make the trek as long or as short as you like, depending on how far up the gorge you go.
In the summer the river is dry and so the start of the trek is hard to find, but after a 10-15 min walk through what looks like a serial killer’s front drive you hit what eventually becomes a river.
A few hours into the trek the gorge narrows so much you can touch both walls as you walk through. And further up the river there is significant opportunity for wildlife rescue. There are hundreds of butterflies flapping about, flying into gorge walls, and going splat in the river. I scooped a butterfly out of the water, let its wings dry off in the sun and set it free. Let’s hope that after all that effort it didn’t become someone’s mid-afternoon snack.
To wrap up the trek, I headed into Nerja town to watch the sunset and celebrate with some ice cream. Tune into the next post where I show off my post-ice cream weight gain, attempt to cover it up with my favourite Seafolly kaftan and manifest genuine fears that if I have any more frozen calories Buffalo Bill will be coming for me.