Cold Spring days, yes..but sheep have to be sheared!

After yet another great (and wintry) day of ski last Friday, on Saturday i headed to the North of Madrid with my son and some friends to witness the annual sheep shearing festival of Puebla de la Sierra. I already wrote about La Fiesta del Esquileo last year so i won’t repeat myself too much..as is often the case with rural celebrations things take place in pretty much exactly the same way each year.

The old master works with the manual shears while the younger man uses an electric shears

The old master works with the manual shears while the younger man uses an electric shears

The only difference worth remarking on is the weather..normally by the end of May it’s usually getting warm and Summer’s just around the corner – if it hasn’t already arrived – meaning that the time is right to get sheep out of their Winter coats..but this year we’ve had the coldest May in thirty years and are still experiencing temperatures not too far from freezing in the areas where sheep are typically to be found above 1200m. Personally i wouldn’t be crazy about sleeping out for the night at the moment without a good sleeping bag..

Some of these newly shorn sheep are going to be feeling the chill at night

Some of these newly shorn sheep are going to be feeling the chill at night

And word has it that the cool temps are set to continue..a report from Meteo France has really set the cat among the pigeons, threatening Spain with the “coldest Summer in 200 years”..! Can we expect this very unusual year to bring us cold Summer days?

On the way home from the Sierra Norte the North-Eastern aspect of Peñalara, completely covered in snow, seemed to be answering..yes!

Looking South to the Lozoya valley on the 1st of JuneImagen 002

Looking South to the Lozoya valley on the 1st of June..

And indeed the very next day i transitioned from sheep shearing to steep skiing..once more..on the 2nd of June ..but that’ll make for another post!

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Éireannach is ea mé, i mo chonaí insan Spáinn. Rugadh mé i lár na tuaithe, ar feadh blianta bhí mé ag teitheadh uaithi, i bhfad as an tuath, ach sa deireadh d'fhill mé, ar ais go dtí an tuath.. An Irishman am I, settled in Spain. Born was I in the middle of the country, for years I ran from it, far from the country, but in the end I returned, back to the country..
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