Holiday in Mallorca, Part 8 (Soller and another White Knuckle Ride through the mountains)

On the last day of the holiday, the nice lady from Stirling and Carlos decided to stay at home, so Bev and Paul headed up into the mountains on the north-west coast to find a place called Sa Colabra, which they had heard was a pretty cove. However, the guide book said the journey was more enjoyable than the destination, but they decided to give it a go anyway. Having set off into the mountains, they discovered that they needed to get diesel for the car, so headed for Soller, which was another of those unexpected delights - a pretty town surrounded by high mountains, with its own tram system and an antique wooden train that travels across the mountains from Palma to Soller. Unfortunately, Bev and Paul did not have time to try out either the train or tram, so headed back across the mountains to the road to Sa Colabra.

The guide book was correct - the journey was more interesting (terrifying is probably a more accurate description) than the destination. The narrow road wound up and down the mountains with little more than a white line separating the car from the sheer drop at the edge, and then there were the coaches trying to squeeze past the car! Bev spent much of the journey with her eyes closed or looking up at the mountains, but luckily Paul kept his eyes open as he was driving the car. When they finally got to the cove they discovered they had to pay to park the car! Sorry, but if you have managed to get to Sa Colabra in one piece, you deserve a free space in the car park! Bev and Paul felt this was a bit of a rip-off and it was getting late, so they decided to leave rather than pay to park.

The humans headed back up the mountain road, which was just as much of a white-knuckle ride as the journey down the mountain, and to make it just a little bit scarier, Bev and Paul could see the remains of a bus that had toppled off the road.

Never mind, all the nervous energy they used up during their white-knuckle ride gave them a good appetite, and they thoroughly enjoyed their evening meal when they got back to Pollensa.