Here is our harvest. (Notice how I keep going for the “we” even though I didn’t do anything.)  21 big sacks of olives. The weigh so much that we had to load the car several times to drive down the bumpy  campo track  to the mill in the village.

From the village you can just see the snow covering Sierra Nevada, even though I doubt we will be going up there this winter to have fun in the snow. Not enough time  and the little one will enjoy it a bit more next year.

Look how stained ones hands get from picking olives! It is quite incredible how that ends up as golden. I wish I knew the whole process of making olive oil, but I don’t. I did have a tour of the local mill but that was some 6 years ago when my spanish wasn’t that good. And my memory has gone to shit anyway, so I don’t remember all the little olives have to go through to become olive oil.

The sacks weighed in at 631 kilos which will translate to approx 120 litres of olive oil. I think there might be a lot of cooking to be had over the next few months. And a lot of pressies!

Luckily I have not had the experience of olive oil going all over my luggage when I transport it home, but now I can’t have it in my hand luggage due to the new restrictions, I could be in for a nasty surprise one day…