SIDE STORY - Unfortunately we did not take a picture of the road. But if you can see from this picture, once in villages high in the mountains, the roads become well, less like roads. Our first day in Spain, we immediately went to seek out a crag. Any climber knows that often you are using a mix of some guys interpretation of the parking situation in a guidebook made 20 years ago along with Internet discussions (now a days) and possible, some google mapping. Well, I won't go into detail on how we eventually found ourselves driving up the narrowest road in the world, but there we were. I was out of the car running up the road to make sure the car could actually fit. Jansen was driving. I gave him the signal to drive up towards me and BAM! He had not seen that the road immediately dropped off on the right down a few stairs to someone's front door. I screamed, naturally. Jansen stopped, naturally. The front passenger tire was suspended in air. Luckily the car fell onto the part for the jack. It was just sitting there. Jansen got into the car, put it in reverse. I pushed as hard as I could from the front. The old Citreon engaged AWD and Shazam - it was able to reverse, all 4 tires on the ground! But the story does not end. Because that did not stop us. We proceeded higher on these narrow roads. Do not judge! Until finally a man came whipping down in his tiny Spanish car. He got out, assessed that he was dealing with determined, but likely somewhat dumb Americans and told me that we should turn around immediately. We eagerly accepted the advice, slowly made our way back down, never to return!