Capileira | The Andalusian Mountain Village

|March 2016|

Nestled at the top of a gorge, the small white Andalusian village of Capiliera is the perfect place for a quiet weekend spent enjoying the hiking trails and eating traditional, hearty mountain fare.

With crisp air and stunning views of the higher, snow-capped peaks and green pastures, Capiliera is the highest and most northerly village in the Sierra Nevada and a nature lover’s paradise. On hikes up the slopes, you can see down into the deep gorge, which is mostly inhabited by jingling Andalusian sheep. Green orchards wrap the mountains in chestnut and walnut trees, and snowmelt streams bubble pure water down to the village. Pine trees and livestock outnumbering people, Capiliera was the perfect weekend stop. Our friends and surrogate grandparents, Rick and Sharon, took Amy and I for a weekend in March when there was still snow on the higher peaks. We’d recommend packing thick woolens and booking a hotel with a large community fireplace.

To get to the village you follow a series of winding roads through La Alpujarra–a smaller section of the Sierra Nevada–that spiral through several other white Andalusian towns. The trip to Capiliera alone is worth the visit–although inland, La Alpujarra is very near the coast, affording views of the Mediterranean in the distance.

If you’re not a hiker, then Capiliera serves as a brilliant example of a traditional Andalusian village for those interested in the history of Southern Spain. Walking the stone streets and learning about the acequias-style irrigation canals employed by the Moors feels like a step back in time. From the smell of smokey wood fires to good conversation over glasses of Spanish red wine, Capiliera is one weekend we would love to repeat.

Thank you Rick and Sharon for letting us put this Andalusian gem on our list!

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Jamón hanging from the rafters…making our mouths water.

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Jingling Sheep

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Hissed at me. Didn’t hiss at Amy.

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Close up of the amazing roofs in La Alpujarra. Built from launa, a clay that acts as insulation, the roofs of the houses are made from chunks of this rock. Today, you can find similarly built homes only in the Atlas mountains of Morocco.

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Tired from all the hiking, the wild Kate yawns brightly in the morning sun.

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Thank you for journeying with us,

K and A

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