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I had my eye on the hills (mountains I guess) around Guanajuato from the moment I saw them. How to get into them though was a mystery. The odd conversation produced a few hints and suggested, although it always seems dodgey to head off into the "beyond", it was a safe thing to do.
We actually set off for a little trip to the famous-person-statue that looks out over Guanajuato. That turned into a stroll along the road (La Panaramica) that circles around the top of the town. A place not to be ventured into at night apparently (even for Mexicans - as warned by a staff member of our Spanish school). And then we just got closer and closer (comments like "around the next corner"; "just a little bit higher" (from Mary!) etc) and before we knew it, were climbing into the spectacular hills that rise up around Guanajuato.
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Starting from the upper edge of the town, which sits at around 2000m, it's a fairly impressive scramble up to a plateau with massive rocky outcrops worthy of the equivalent of national park status. The land is fairly dry despite regular afternoon thunder storms. The odd burro is grazed up there. There are no fences so the poor things have their front legs tied (tightly) together to stop them going too far.
