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Cashing in on the Silver Route

November 16, 2016

Loosely following the 2,000-year-old Roman road leads to a wide variety of scenery and ancient cultures

Story by Glenn Roberts
Photos by Glenn & Gwen Roberts

Spain is known for many things: olive groves and olive oil, vast vineyards and world-class wines, amazing cuisine, Flamenco music and Spanish guitars, bullfights and a documented history that dates back several thousand years, to name just a few.

During a spring trip to western Spain, my wife, Gwen, and I were fortunate to experience many of these things and so much more. And it wouldn’t take long to find out that the riding there is pretty amazing as well.

Travelling light had a new meaning as we headed to Seville, where our rented BMW R1200RT was waiting for us at the airport. All of our riding gear and belongings for the next nine days needed to be packed in appropriate bags that could travel on the bike with us at all times.

Luis Angel Fuertes Sanchez met us at the airport. He owns León en ruta (, the motorcycle rental company that provided the RT. After a quick rundown of the preprogrammed TomTom GPS and pointing us in the right direction, we were on our way to Carmona for our first night’s stay.

We didn’t have any preconceived notions about our hotel, but passing through the Old World gate of the outer wall, we were Spainshocked at the stunning Parador de Carmona; we later found out the hotel is actually a 14th-century Arab palace. As we walked through the glass doors of the main lobby, we were instantly thrown into a slice of Spanish history. Stone pillars; massive stone staircases two metres wide; walls covered in rich, dark wood; ancient paintings on the walls; and an attention to details that only Old World craftsmen who spent a lifetime learning century-old skills could accomplish.

Easily Misplaced

It was dark when we left the Parador on foot looking for the restaurant we had reservations at. After navigating skinny alleys trying to find and decipher faded street names mounted on the sides of buildings, we finally arrived. Our young waiter soon understood the severe language barrier between us and decided to just start bringing wine and food, and more food – we lost count at the fifth course. Upon leaving the restaurant we got turned around, but I had made a mental note before leaving the hotel that the fortress stood on the highest piece of ground in the city, so we just started walking uphill until we found a castle wall and followed that until we came across the main gate.

The whole evening was an experience we’d come to realize would play itself out over and over again during our time in Spain.

Thrust Into History

aerial view of carmonaAfter a short tour of downtown Carmona in the daylight, we passed through the city’s original main gate, which was built by the Romans around 100 BC, as we made our way back to Seville for a tour of the Real Alcázar (Royal Palace). Seville, located on the Guadalquivir River, was one of the most important cities in the Mediterranean culture. Christopher Columbus had left to discover North America and returned to the palace, after which all goods shipped to and from North America had to enter Europe via the palace. Spain, after all, ruled the seas then. The Port of Seville is as important today as it was in the Middle Ages.

Route 66

Our schedule was tight as we rode from Seville north to Gijón, but with so many sights to see in between, we were a little concerned how this would all play out. My concerns began when trying to figure out the TomTom that Luis had programmed. Aggravation turned to anxiety when we were lost for hours in the centre of a large city with nary a straight road and a language that was foreign to me.

Before Spain’s Arabian period of the eighth century and the ensuing Middle Ages, the Romans ruled this area from around 200 BC and for several centuries afterward. The route known today as Ruta de la Plata (Silver Route) stretches across four regions and seven provinces, from Seville in the south to Gijón in the north on the Atlantic’s Bay of Biscay. The Romans built the original trade route to connect the south of Hispania to the northern coast. For nine days we would loosely follow the Roman road via the multi-lane A-66 Ruta de la Plata and, when time permitted, the smaller and more relaxed N-630.

Olive groves as far as the eye could see were a common sight as we rode through the flat farmland leaving Seville and continuing all the way north to Zafra.

Fit for a King

art installationWe once again stayed in a Parador hotel in Zafra that began its life as a castle in 1437. Our room was positioned between two of the nine towers, with a massive stone balcony that touched both towers. Arguably, exceeding the exquisite wood- and stonework were the several thousands of mosaic tiles that made up the centuries-old ceilings in both the public spaces and in our suite.

Most Entertaining Evening

After asking many locals for directions, we finally made our way to Canela en Rama for dinner that night. The restaurant was empty, except for a couple sitting at the bar and Pepe, the owner, behind the bar speaking with them. The language barrier was overcome thanks to Laura and Antonio, the aforementioned couple, who helped communicate enough to order food and beverages.

We began a simple conversation with Laura and Antonio who translated to Pepe. Within a few minutes, the dialogue in broken English and very bad Spanish became easier. We were having a great time with our new-found friends when Pepe determined he wouldn’t be getting any more customers for the night, so he locked the door, got out his guitar and proceeded to serenade us with Flamenco music. Antonio then got behind the bar and loaded up the counter with bottles of wine – it became an open bar for the five of us. We had an amazing evening and learned more about Spanish life and traditions than we ever could have looking at books or brochures.

Mérida was our next stop and I finally began to master the TomTom. Temperatures so far on the trip hovered in the 30 C range; they rarely get below zero in this part of the country, so without the damaging effects of frost, the roads are smooth and pothole-free. The landscape changes from flat farmland and olive groves to rolling hills with brown or pale green grasses and fairly large trees growing sporadically, indicating this area has not been farmed for a long time.

The smell of rotting or overripe fruit permeated the air in many towns; we later realized the aroma had come from the many orange trees that line city streets, where the bitter fruit falls from the tree and is left on the ground.

Roamin’ Romans

Spain tourThere is so much history in Spain, and while the Arabian and medieval periods are evident, we found the Roman period the most interesting. In Mérida, we visited a 2,000-year-old Roman theatre in extraordinary condition. Most of the pillars of the two-storey backdrop are still intact, as are many of the headless statues (the statues were permanent, but the heads would change as new emperors and dignitaries changed), and the amphitheatre seating is in perfect shape. The theatre is still used to this day for plays. Behind it is the arena where battles to the death would take place between gladiators (slaves, criminals, POWs), and gladiators and animals. The men and
animals would travel from city to city like a circus and were used for pure entertainment for the citizens. I’m sure the gladiators who perished would beg to differ on the value of the entertainment.

We then headed to Plasencia for the night in yet another Parador. I concentrated on my skills, navigating the R1200RT around slow-speed uphill and downhill hairpin corners in an unfamiliar town. Even in the tight turns, though, the bike was very well balanced. The RT was a dream to ride – its responsiveness was spot-on and handled anything I threw at it. On the open road, I consider it one of the best touring bikes there is.

The GPS told me we were at our destination, but there was only a massive wooden door in the thick 10-metre-high medieval stone wall – I was expecting a parking lot. The door creaked open as I pulled up and  rode into a car elevator that took us down two floors into the bowels of the 15th-century convent.

Your Kitchen Wall Is How Old?

Old Spain TravelWe walked to the town square of this ancient walled city that was once inhabited by Romans and Arabs until the 12th century. It was later conquered by King Alfonso VIII and eventually became a centre for noblemen of the region. Interestingly, many of the original stone walls in Spain still exist but aren’t always visible, because over the centuries, people have built houses against them, making the 2,000-year-old edifice part of the house. We passed by a store that used one of the original main gates as its storefront entrance – unique, to say the least.

In every city we visited, we saw countless storks, and their nests on rooftops or perched precariously on towers and church steeples. These nests can weigh upwards of 70 kg and have been known to cave in roofs of ancient buildings, obviously causing severe and expensive damage as it crashes through many floors.

Roman ruins abound on this route and there is no greater evidence of that than in Baños de Montemayor, where there is still a functioning underground Roman bath and remnants of the original Roman stone road built some 2,000 years prior. With a village population of 800 and more than 1,400 hotel beds in the town, it’s obvious that the baths are…

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