his was one of those days. It started pretty well —a sunny day,
mill located without too much trouble, a nice talk with the local shepherd— but the end was really disappointing.
There was someone inside the main building but he saw no point in letting us in, certainly not in
the mill proper. It was very ruinoso; there was nothing to see for us. No way.
The mill probably was a flour mill and later on also produced electricity.
The IGN map of 1950 features a powerline between the mill and the village of Sopeira. There
is no such line on the edition of 1932.