I return to this mountain after five years, this time with some friends and using a path on the south side of the peak, which begins at the place called Cuesta de la Cabra. The climb is continuous and this slope is covered with bushes adapted to drought, among which live flocks of partridges that take flight as we approach.
Some flowers and swallowtail butterflies indicate that spring is near while we like to see the Mediterranean in the background on a clear day. We make a direct descent down an insane slope that forces us to hold on to some bushes to avoid falling and we laugh while we joke about possible ways to get down.