Showing posts with label wild swimming. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Distraction

 

Idyll
When planning a trip to the Andalusian city of Granada, visiting the hot springs south of the town of the nearby town of Santa Fe were of highest priority. Or was it the other way round?

From internet research I had discovered what seems to an idyllic located hot springs, free to public use and enjoyment. 
But as this is Europe, when it comes to hot springs, idyllism is something that can't be expected. There had to be a hitch.
The information I had gathered prior was mostly from blogs from long-term travellers or from Spanish websites for motorvans. All very positive about the experience, but no word why it wasn't a commercial entity. Or more regulated. 

Or possibly I had to delve deeper ...

And though it seemed that many made it here, I still supposed that the possible hitch was that it lay partly in the access to the soak. There didn't seem to be any road heading there, but thanks to this Spanish website, GPS coordinates were on hand. Even better my GPS navigator (used to taking commands to polite addresses on existent roads) had no doubts. It confirmed the place and added the fact that there were non-paved roads to be crossed. Fine!

So while Santa Fe is 15 km due west of Granada, the hot springs are still some way from Santa Fe itself. From Santa Fe, the GPS navigator took me in the direction of Granada's airport, then a left and a right and that was the end of the asphalt. We took another left passed a farmhouse and were now well and truly between the olive groves.

Another right left us with a meandering of tracks to follow, some rutted, others not so. They all went uphill, so uphill we went. We passed a mountain of trash bags and then came by a number of travellers vehicles: trucks, buses, motor homes. All old and seemingly having stayed here already for quite some time.

The track I had taken became impassable so I parked the car. It couldn't be far, after all the travellers wouldn't park so far away. To confirm this a young lady left the last van we had passed with a baby in her hands and a young buy jumping up and down and singing. They walked over what was the last hillock, we went around it. We met again at the hot spring pool itself, exactly as had been expected: a half meter deep pool, with a size of 10 by 5 meters. Two pipes were pumping water in. As always I checked the temperature straight away: that's soakable!


Where's everybody?
What did surprise me, was the fact that there were more cars parked nearby, apparently the tracks to the west are better. But there also seemed to be a disconnect between the number of soakers and the number of cars. All I could see were two naked gents minding their own business. Anyway, as there was a cement wall on the far side we walked around the source: this would mean not having to put our things on the dirt. The young boy, now starkers, commented in German to his mother that they (meaning us) are not going for a dip; they're not naked. My wife's German is very good and quipped straight away just you wait and see (in German).

We walked around and briefly looked at other pools in the forested gully which lies just off the main pond: no one there. We proceeded to undress and took the waters. Wow this was bliss. As said the pond was sufficiently deep and in the middle was a former wall where you could lie down with your above half sunning in the now not so sun, your bottom half in the warm water. The water from the pipes proved to be excellent massage showers and we spent a half hour lazing in this pool. 

During this time one gent left, a couple arrived and the German boy had his fill of playing in the water, the baby was relaxed and was been fed by it's mother. A cyclist came and came prepared: his swimsuit already on, so no changing qualms. But still no sign of the other occupants of the car.
 

We then moved on to one of the pools in the adjacent gully. There, there were two pools that we could find, under each other but fed separately. They both were the over-ultra of relaxing. Surrounded and covered by greenery, there was only the gushing of water from a pipe into the 50 cm deep pool. Simply bliss.

The lower pool of the hillside pools.

But even this has to end. We reluctantly step out and head back to our things near the pond. Not much change there. 
But then off to the right we see behind another cement wall what appears to be 3 gents probably soaking in another pool. Without wanting to invade their privacy to complete the analysis of the soaking situation here, we dress up and reluctantly leave. 

We leave behind what appears to be one of Europe's best soaks. I can only hope it stays so.

Seeking oil
And though access was far from optimal, I'm still at odds as to why this place has failed to capture the imagination of the capitalists funders with administrative backing. Not that I'm advocating this, but there doesn't seem much to be standing in their way.
So why the lack of development?
Apparently the site has been this way for some years. Backpackers in Granada host tours to these hot springs. Concerning the origin of the spring(s), their website notes:
'The only natural hot springs left that are free are just outside the city in the middle of some olive groves. The government began looking for oil about 40 years ago, instead they found hot sulphuric water instead.
There are 4 differnt hot springs on the site to choose from, all with different degrees of heat. A popular place for all ages and the alternative crowd'.
I also noticed the following concerning the development of the hot springs of Santa Fe. In an opinionated piece for the Ideal (16 July 2008) the writer notes how the bankruptcy of the  Martinsa-Fadesa construction and real estate conglomerate has knock-on effects especially in the building of Aguas Calientes project a multi million project designed around the hot springs. The author sees the silver lining: it will also save the local government from bankruptcy which had committed itself to quite some investment in public services provision. As the crisis continues in real estate in Spain, no new news here ...

Other info gathered on Santa Fe. This Italian website notes (and here comes the google translate):
'Why keep hidden from most of the existence of this earthly paradise? Simple. It is a private land. Apparently the owner is a nice old man, a sworn enemy of those who would buy his land to build a thermal plant, but willing to maintain public access to the spa. Provided that there is total respect for nature. In a nutshell a hippie type rather generous. Why, in these areas, there is often rave'.
The biggest of these raves is the Dragon festival. Whether or not this is so positive to the springs remains to be seen ... A report from March 2013 speaks of more than a thousand ravers which passed off with no incidents. 
Not everybody seems to take a shine from the relocation of this Dragon festival from Orgivia to the hot springs of Santa Fe: 
'The next day begins with a stroll up to Santa Fe’s very own hot springs. It’s nice, but the plethora of unshorn genitalia on show is slightly distracting'. 
So not so hippiesque after all?
The Italian article continues with more information such as the amount of sulphate in the water, the temperature (38ºC) and that the use of mud is highly agreeable. He / she includes a lot of photo's. 

There are also quite a few personal experiences, I can't include all. Many though focus on the lack of hygiene at and mostly around the hot springs. Though that's self-evident especially in the case of this being a celebration site (there are after all no facilities) it's something that I didn't experience. However I might have come on a good day ...

The above mentioned website with GPS coordinates details a several years long discussion and it's conclusions are that human misuse is going to be it's downfall.

The dodman has some disheartening experience to share from an expedition he tried in December 2010. He describes how the lack of a GPS navigator will send you round in circles; there's nobody to ask. Then in winter all roads are mud, so it becomes very tricky. He adds there are many travellers encamped with little regard to hygiene. In a recent response to his sharing, Stefanie describes how it was 6 weeks before my visit: again not so appealing. 

With this hot spring site open to all, it's also open to abuse, witness the classic case of tragedy of the commons. It's a pity that there seems no self-regulation and thus abuse will continue until authorities decide otherwise. I wonder if any voluntary management could be installed as an antidote? 
Ondrejt possibly unwittingly photographs the possible end of a then trashed Santa Fe hot spring site. But this was 2007 ...

Gregory of Europebybus describes his sojourn at Santa Fé:
'These are the main thermals which were full of young people and noise, I opted for the quieter one round the corner that was smaller and populated by a collection of old men and two beautiful people from Gibralta. It's a favourite spot for homeless, jobless and local farmers to come and bathe, who it would transpire in the town of Santa Fe are mainly old men.
...
One of the naked old men, a local farmer, told me that certain areas of Spain have been struggling with poverty for so long that there was no work and no food so people just upped and left, leaving whole villages to fall apart. It's bizarre to see so much desolation in what is essentially a first world country'.
With over a third of the population unemployed one can understand why those who probably won't get back in the job market will prefer the hot springs. 

Other mentionable finds: There's a band called Lori Meyers which have a PR photo of them (fully clothed!) in the springs (source). 

There are youtube video's on how to get here, part 1 and part 2

There's even a website dedicated to the hot springs, but not so many postings and the few seem to appeal to party goers ...
Bathing culture
The city of Granada was for a century or two the capital of Moorish Spain. As such it's pretty commonplace to find so-called Arab bath houses in many of the towns in Granada province, as well as in other towns / cities in Andalusia and Spain. 

What distinguishes an Arab bath from other bath houses is unclear to me. Other than the users obviously. It also seems that Arab baths only existed in Spain, so maybe it's got more to do with how they are named rather than what they stand for.
In the old part of the city of Granada there are still ruins of what were once heavily used Arab baths, the Bañuelo. There are a couple of significant features: the roofs with stars, the small bathing areas, etc. Up in the former palaces of Alhambra you can witness more of the same.


Granada city, now heavily part of the international tourist trail, of course offers you the opportunity to savour a real Arab bath experience. 
Well, it may not be my cup of (mint) tea exactly, but you never know what the experience will be until you've taken it. 

We choose the Baños de Elvira. It wasn't very elaborate at all and only opens after 5 pm. Entrance was a hefty 20€, cheaper though than the other more upmarket places. 

It was also non-suits night, at least until 8:30, so the 20€ gave us only a two hour time frame. In this time we could use the main bath, a cold dip pool, the Turkish steam bath and enjoy some refreshments (juice, mint tea (Moroccan style), fruit and chocolate).  

Though I can't say that the other soakers there were tourists, it did seem to be tourist driven. For the amount of visitors, the facilities were small (even though there were only 8 of us) and prices hardly compared to what we are used to more to the north: back home it's 13,50€ for unlimited use of three different sauna's, a steam bath, a dip pool and a small swimming pool. And more spacious. But not in Granada.

Tripadvisor gives it 4 stars which shows that at least the international visitors are well satisfied.

Enjoyment
Aside of the termas of Santa Fe, other thermal possibilities close by are the baths of Sierra Elvira in Atarfe. These are a commercial operation about 15 km north of Santa Fe town. It looks nice, but not a soak as such. 

Southwards towards the Mediterranean coast, between the mountains, lie the springs of Durcal. At nearly 25ºC, it's difficult to characterise these as hot, but nonetheless not cold ... (source).  Located in the forests they are certainly a nice place to visit.

The province of Granada has more to do, in terms of outdoors. Of course are the many beautiful hikes up the Sierra Nevada mountains. 
We had a pleasant walk along the Cahorras of Monachil and through the uplands. Half way through there's a good opportunity for an icy skinny dip. No better way to enjoy nature!

View from Santa Fe towards Sierra Nevada.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

What's brewing ...

This website has the distinction of focusing on what remains of the natural state concerning hot springs of Europe. Most news is bad news, i.e. another source falling victim to development. Thus the re-existence of a lost hot spring is some good news.

On the Canary island of La Palma lies the town of Fuencaliente. Despite this being a direct translation of hot springs there were none.
Lapalma-island.com:
'Fuencaliente means “Hot Spring”. The southernmost municipality takes its name from the hot spring which seeped out into pools on Echentive beach. It was famous for curing all kinds of sickness, including leprosy and syphilis, so Fuencaliente used to attract sick people from all over Europe and even South America. That’s the setting for “A Star in the Water”, one of the stories in “The Seer’s Stone“.
And then Volcan San Antonio erupted in 1677 and buried it under 40 metres of lava'.
Apparently it was rediscovered in 2005 deep down in the earth and a tunnel was built to assist in finding the water. 
But only just recently have the public been allowed to access the tunnel (source) which gives access to a few small, what best could be described as, puddles. Wonder what the future plans are .... 

I'll be heading to south Spain later this year. It's always fun to seek out what lies ahead. Who has heard of Cuevas Hammam Abuelo Jose near Guadix, Andalucia? Well, it might not be totally what I'm looking for, but north of the Sierra Nevada are a number of wildish hot springs to visit. Coming to you soon?

I'll have to look this place up:

'Termas de santa fe. Granada, Andalucia. #dragon #festival #granada #santafe #termas #hot #water #onelove #burnbabilon #chillout #relax #takeiteasy #yah #jungle #paradaise #fucknormal #freeparty #rave #kaotik #fyahburn #runaway #roadtozion #happiness
 
Sascha
Coming up as a regular feature in future postings here, we will have the honour of reviews from around Europe by Sascha: let's term them Sascha's soaks:

Sascha's soaks
Ischia, Italy
On Ischia, there seem to be three natural hot springs. All the other are commercial ones, whereas some of them are very beautiful and definitively recommended. Two of the three natural hot springs are only usable at low tide. 
When I was there, I could see the hot water coming out of the sea, but there was not enough hot water to soak. The one which remains, is on the sea near Sant Angelo (Sorgeto). The water comes out of the rocks at 90°C and flows into the sea. In some areas cold water needs to be mixed up, on other places the water keeps the same warm temperature. Unfortunately, this spot was too touristic for me, as you can see on the picture.
My evaluation: 3 stars (I prefer pools with a constant temperature in a less touristic spot).

Around the continent
Further afield: Abkhazia. Apparently named Kyndygsky (or Kyndyg) hot spring, the water is boiling hot. Used to be a lot more primitive, seems that new Russian money has arrived. But where are the soakers?

Кындыгский горячий источник emoji вот так выглядит днем emoji Скважина считается высокотермальной, температура на выходе около 100 градусов. Настоящий кипяток. Вода течет по системе желобов и постепенно охлаждается до температуры приемлемой для человеческого тела. Здесь можно принять мощный напористый горячий душ и искупаться в нескольких бассейнах. Также есть лечебные грязи. Вода хлоридная, кальциево-натриевая pH 7,5.

Armenia
Where does Europe stop / start? The picture below is from a muddy hot spring in Armenia (source). On the edge of Europe? The hot spring of Hankavan is not really muddy, more sulpheric.

#hotspring #thermal #mudbath #Estonians
 
France
Via my tumblr site, Noel sent me a dozen or more photo's from a visit to Rennes les Bains:

'Rivière salé de Rennes les Bains. Cet endroit se nomme “La fontaine des amours” Elles se trouve à Rennes les Bains dans le sud de la France. Sur les bords de celle ci se trouve un lot d’inscription datant de 1800 voir 1851. Plein de messages d’amours y sont gravé dans le roc et les arbres bordant cette rivière. Beaucoup de couple y viennent de nuit var il y a de jolies bassins étagés. Non loin de là à moins d’un kilomètres se trouve une source chaude ferrugineuse ainsi qu’un lavoir que l’on nomme ” les bains forts”
Source chaude des bains doux de Rennes les Bains dans le sud de la France. Cette une eau chaude à 33° en permanence été comme hiver. L’eau sort en dessous des anciens thermes. Le 26 septembre 1992 il y a eu une très grosse inondation qui à littéralement nettoyé le rivages. Cette une eau thermale de très bonne qualité…'.
Hungary
CNN (June 27) has a presentation on Hungary's best spa's, all based on thermal waters. The article also seeks to warn it's readers:
'There's an emphasis on health and well being, so many of the facilities are more functional than plush'. 
What's wrong with functional?

Iceland
Did we know that Iceland is hiding hot springs from us unsuspecting folks? My1stimpressions:
'Hidden in a canyon of lava stones difficult and dangerous to reach for those who are not used to, there is a hot spring of clear blue water waiting for you. The place is like a hidden forgotten paradise on Earth. At times it gets really full of locals who use to go there to bath and drink in company. Sometimes they enlight candles in it, making the atmosphere even more magic. They say young Icelanders are allowed to get down there only when they are teenagers, and imagining the adventure that means at that age makes you feel jealous of them.
Tourists are not allowed. The place is in a private property whose landlord has allowed locals to bath in it. Only locals. No tourists please. That’s what makes this place special. It is still a place where you can find the pure Iceland'. 
But the you used, is not you

Hrunalaug source

But don't count the inventiveness of the tourists out. The Reykjavik Grapevine (May 3):
'RÚV reports that construction workers for the tunnel found themselves in the position of having to act as lifeguards as well. About half a dozen tourists were spotted – and photographed – bathing in a steaming creek of water near the construction area.
While the heat of the water is a comfortable 40°C, it is not one of Iceland’s many natural geothermally-heated creeks and pools. Rather, it is run-off from the drilling of the Vaðlaheiði tunnel, near Akureyri'.
The Iceland Review  (July 18) keeps us abreast of the legalities of admission fees in Iceland for the use of what are essentially nature's gifts:
'The magistrate in Húsavík has placed an injunction on the collection of admission fees at the hot springs by Námaskarð and the Leirhnúkur-Krafla caldera, by the Association of Landowners at Reykjahlíð'.
However then comes the following news (Iceland Review, July 25): 
'Travel agencies have been warned not to take tourists to certain areas near Lake Mývatn after an injunction was placed on fee collection in the area, in particular to the hot springs near Námaskarð and the caldera of Leirhnjúkur-Krafla where the landowners at Reykjahlíð have been charging for admission over the past month'.
The gloves are off?

Italy
A bit off-topic (well not really): the Guardian (25 April) gives us a Top 10 Wild swimming locations in Italy. Great natural places to be. It includes Terme del Bullicame in Lazio near the Tuscan border.

Talking of Tuscany, if you're interested in other uses of geothermality you need not to look any further than there. The novel part, as reports thinkgeoenergy (July 23), is that geothermal steam is now an integral part of the process of brewing beer with names as double malt Magma, Sulfurea pale ale and the Weiss Geyser!
'A huge range of products have been created thanks to EGP’s geothermal energy in the small towns of the Tuscan hills. A number of agricultural enterprises in Monterotondo Marittimo use steam from EGP’s plants in the production of their pit-aged cheeses, just like pork meat factories do for the aging of their Cinta Senese sausages. The geothermal menu also includes vegetables: each year Parvus Flos, a cooperative in Radicondoli near Siena, produces more than 12 tonnes of organic basil that is cultivated in 20,000 square metres of greenhouses heated with steam from EGP facilities'.
Spain
Day Four: I spent the whole day swimming in the hot springs just outside Valencia! It was amazing!! #valencia #spain #hotsprings #eurotrip 

Not really hot, the Fuente de Los Baños springs delivers waters at about 25 C. Weekends see big crowds.
Turkey
Earlier this year, Nomadikat visits Bursa, Turkey and does the hamam at Karamustafa Kaplicalan. Her account:
'"Turkish baths are a traditional thing," Mehpare explained, "Not many young people go anymore. Turkish Baths are not at all hip – they are considered to be somewhere our grandparents go." She went on to explain how some doctors prescribed visits to the Turkish Baths for various medical conditions, from arthritis to herniated discs. That explained why a lot of women were not in the best shape, and watching a bunch of half-naked women scrub one another was not exactly the scene from a stag film that one might imagine.
At first, I wore my bikini, as I initially did not want to go topless. I was slightly uncomfortable, and a bit plagued by my American nudiphobia. This would be cured, though, by the time I went for my massage. All of the women at the bathhouse were totally topless. It was normal practice to be almost nude'.
Eventually though she loves the experience though hates the lack of hygiene.