Our timing, coming to El Campello in October, means we are here for the towns annual Moors and Christians festival. I wrote extensively about it last year. This year, the visit of #1 and 1A coincided with the festival. What we didn't account for was that the guest bedroom in the apartment faces where most of the festival events take place (unlike the other two). And (for some reasons) this year, the festival seems to be a lot louder than the last two years. Combined with major jet lag, this had #1 and 1A in a state of sleep deprived, festival not happiness. Fortunately, they had already planned to do a side trip to Valencia so their sleep and sanity were restored.
On my part, after the success getting to understand the parade, I decided I was going to overcome my issues with gunfire noise that had nearly ruined my hearing last year and be sure to see the first major event in its fullness, the reenactment of the Moorish invasion. With a modest amount of advanced site reconnaissance I determined where I could be to see what was going on while at the same time not be exposed to the sharp gunfire noise.
Turns out I was on site way too early and ended up standing watching nothing for almost an hour before things started kicking off. My strategy meant that I was too far away to get decent photos, but you should get the idea despite the low quality level.
Queue up the Star Spangled Banner! Assault the Tower to get things started.
Here is the general lay of the battlefield. The Christians holding the beach. The Moors invading
The Christians are clearly having great angst and terror as they realize the assembly of the Moorish armada
The presence of Moorish 'Spy' camels...
Whips up the anticipation to even a more fevered pitch
The armada approaches the beach
The defenders move into defensive position
A key part of the defense is making sure that you have photographic evidence you were there for the fighting
At last the Moors attack by...
...Jumping off their boats and swimming in?????
This tactic has the Christians totally stunned!
At this point, sadly, the amateur historian in my mind jumped in and said, "I don't think any attacker is going to be in a position to fight after swimming a long distance and coming out in waterlogged clothing. And I decided I had had enough.
Definitely not as enamored with this part of the festival as I am the parade.


































































