We had been planning this day out since being told about the town by more than one person on the campsite.
After a leisurely morning and a stroll on the beach to take pictures of an angry Mediterranean Sea, we set off on the 1½ hour drive up to Morella which was about drive up in to the mountains.
The road took us along side dried up riverbeds which obviously took meltwater from the mountains to the sea in the spring. We passed Orange groves and Olive groves, then as the road wound its way up to the pass at and the vegetation grew more sparse, herds of cattle and sheep took over. Over the top of the pass, the road slowly descended until, on rounding a corner, we saw Morella standing on a hill, with sunlight highlighting the rocks and red roofed buildings.
We drove up towards the town gates and then to the huge carpark to one side of the town. from which you could look up around to the castle.
I have to admit that, before we visit anywhere again, I would strongly recommend taking a guess at the possible temperature on arrival! We left the campsite withstrong winds and 18°C and arrived at Morella with storm force winds and just 6°C... we were wearing shorts and sandals!
Undeterred we walked in to the town through the city walls and up towards the church as it looked like a good place to start our climb to the top. The doors of the main church in Morella were fantastic, with thick wooden doors Iron nales and ancient locks.Unfortunately, the church was shut, so we followed the signs up to the castle and paid our €3.50 to get in and started our walk through the ruined Franciscan monastery and up towards the castle gates.
The history of the town was long and involved numerous battles and bombings and the information, in Spanish and English was enough to inform but also enough to allow your imagination to fill in the spaces.The long but easy climb up to the castle top afforded some spectacular views of the town below and the surrounding countryside.
The restoration work, still ongoing has created an amazing amenity for visitors to the town and the photo opportunities were abundant.
On our decent from the top which stood at , we wandered through the walled city during the towns lunch break, so not too many distraction from open shops
We managed to buy some local dried beef and a few postcards then set off back to the campsite.