The alternative is gentler on the nerves as the ascent is more gradual and is my personal preference mostly because my romantic soul loves to see the lonely, evocative, hilltop fort of Teba where a fierce battle was fought in 1330.
|hilltop fort of Teba|
He, Black Douglas, strayed into Spain to lend a hand with another crusade, the reconquest of Spain from the Moorish invaders of 711. He arrived in Teba just in time for a battle against the Sultan of Granada.
Things were not going too well for the Christians, so, hurling the silver casket into the fray, he yelled to the faltering troops: "Follow me, men!" They did and they all died that day.
The heart was recovered and returned to Scotland as were the remains of the knights.
The Douglas family put up a memorial plaque in honour of their illustrious kinsman.
John Barbour, a contemporary poet, described this valiant knight:
- When happy, loveable was he,
- And meek and sweet in company,
- But those with him in battle saw
- Another countenance he wore!