I already think that Le Serrota was the first and the last mountain of the day. I was wrong. As I drive towards Madrid, I notice another pretty hill with windmills. If there are windmills, there will be a road. And so it was that I drove up. I could go almost to the top, but I want to go for a walk. Leaving car at 40.7155, -4.456055 and walking on an unpaved road. A hundred meters before the summit, I turn straight across the meadow. There is a pile of rocks on the top, and the views are not bad. I take the same path back. OK, now it’s really the last mountain of the trip. Dinner with John and early flight home tomorrow.
