The memory of the river

The Ebro, like all great rivers, was hyperactive. A few years ago I didn’t stop still carrying sediment now here, now there. As soon as he left them on one side and built a galatxo, as with the next flood, he dismantled it and sent it to the sea, to make the Delta grow. People […]

Following in the footsteps of the Knights Templar

It was mid-November 1308 and the Templars of Miravet had been resisting the siege of the royal troops for almost a year. In December 1307, James II had ordered the arrest of all those in his kingdom accused of heresy. The Catalan monarch had decided to take advantage of the defeat of the Order of […]

The peace of the Ebro

Few things are as majestic as contemplating the calm, calm traffic of millions of cubic meters of water. Everyone knows the terrible power of water. So being able to watch it run placidly, peacefully, giving away life, is a delightful spectacle. There are many who could spend hours and hours watching him. Like fire, the […]

The river of life

Other eyes have seen the Ebro from up here. What must this territory have been like during the first Iron Age? What was going through the minds of the inhabitants who sat on top of the hill of Sebes when they beheld the majestic river? The lives of those ancestors must not have been idyllic, […]

The most hidden Ebro

Ibrahim was only ten years old, but for some time his father had entrusted him with the responsibility of grazing the small herd of goats that the family had. They lived in the small farmhouse of Muràbit, located on cliffs that fell on the river. Sailors found it at the exit of the mountain pass […]