One early morning, on the way to climb the Sierra de María, I saw this table-topped mountain.
Tonight, it walked into the photo again.
I jumped into the car to chase it down, managed to stop it near Velez Blanco, but the mountain refused to provide its name.
I wonder if there is a hiking path to the summit. From afar, it looks too tricky/steep/dangerous.
This one mountain mightily adds to the Western-feeling in Andalusia.