y las Chicas
de la Bota
in company with Ann and Margaret plus our
skiing pals, Dave and Pam, went to Majorca to become
“los chicos y las chicas
de la bota”
based ourselves in the lovely old town of Soller, little
realising it was to become a war zone.
as we unpacked, strangely dressed people with blacked
up faces started wandering into the town, making a great
deal of noise, carrying Turkish flags and brandishing
an array of weapons.
hotel staff warned us that the town was being over-run
by Muslims and it would be some hours
Christian reinforcements would
arrive to rescue
they warned of extreme danger of leaving the grounds
and best to eat at the hotel restaurant.
up like war correspondents, with the hotel gate firmly
closed against marauders, we watched the Muslim commander
climb the tower of the citadel and capture the Christian
(it looked just like St George’s to me).
square was full of thousands of brigands. Bombs
were going off all around.
that our troops were on their way, we dined in relaxed
style like First World War generals whilst the heat
of the battle erupted all around us.
an excellent meal,
we emerged onto the battleground
to find that,
as planned, the Christians had indeed
the town and peace had been restored.
strange thing was that there were hardly any Christians
to be seen.
square was still full of hundreds of Turkish flag waving
mercenaries celebrating their defeat.
but then the
Lord of Hosts moves
in very mysterious
can learn more about the Battle for Soller at Contemporary
Sant Ponç 1561.
politically incorrect fiesta,
walking could have been almost an anti-climax.
However, the area between Soller, Port de Soller
Deia is beautiful countryside and excellent walking
territory even in the rain that we experienced - much
softer and warmer than ours.
we saw a Hoopoe!
in all, a most enjoyable short break.
This page describes an adventure of BOOTboys, a loose group of friends of mature
years who enjoy defying the aging process by getting out into the hills as
often as possible!
As most live in South Lakeland, it is no surprise that
our focus is on the Lakeland fells and the Yorkshire Dales.
As for the name, BOOTboys, it does not primarily derive from an
item of footwear but is in memory of Big
Josie, the erstwhile landlady of
the erstwhile Burnmoor Inn at Boot in Eskdale, who enlivened Saint Patrick's Day
1973 and other odd evenings many years ago!
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of new BOOTboys reports.
: A Gordon Day Out
: Thank You,
Wednesday 14th January
: A Wicked Hike???
: Take a Mug With You
: Down in the Forest
: Not How But Where?
: Binsey Can Wait
(but Uncle Monty Can Not)
Thursday 12th February
: Badgers on the Line
: It's not a W!
: Up on the Roof
: Not the Blisco Dashers
Thursday 2nd April
: John's Comeback
Monday 6th April
: Two Churches, a Pulpit and a Cherry Picker
: BOOTskiboys in Saalbach
- 21st March
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