|I had to come to Mallorca to see pine marten poop! Apparently, although carnivorous, in the summer they have to eat fruit and produce a "seedy excrementa" said Josep and Noella.|
|Biologist/adventure guides. They were awesome. If you come to Mallorca, please call them!|
|Watch out Nederlands. These folks have windmills galore.|
It was really wonderful to pass by so many of these very old structures that in some ways define the history of Mallorca. Noella, one of the biologists, told us there were more windmills in Mallorca per capita than anywhere else in the world. And I believe her. It all reminded me of Don Quixote and his "quests."
Our drive took us from Palma to the north central shore of the island near Can Picafort to a wildlife and nature refuge. That refuge started on a working farm, so on the way out to see all the plants and animals, we were treated to about the only real animal sightings we had on the trip, other than the fish and snails we saw on the beach. They were establishing a welcome center there, but it was not open or at least in the words of the guides, "No very good."
|Peacocks strutting the farm|
|The path through the woods.|
|Typical scrubby Mediterranean terrain. Lots of sagebrush, rosemary and other native species.|
|Our first view of the beach through the trees.|