I left the small town of Crevillent and, without knowing which path would take me to the mountains, I knew that it was about 5 miles away, so I had to choose my path wisely. Half an hour later, he had found the right path. Although it was in January it was a rather hot day. The Sun was shining through a layer of high clouds. Soon however, the climate would change, and as I looked to the West, I could see darker clouds crossing my path. I went into the hills, and in 1700, was at the top of the highest. A few drops of rain fell, and I hurried me my way back to Crevillent.