You great hillock !

We were en route from Roses on the Mediterranean coast to Madrid, bang in the middle of Spain. We passed through some very wild bandito country when I opened the window to snap this unusual rock formation.

My dear wife, who was driving and did not enjoy the blast of hot air, the reading was 35* at the time, shouted an appreciative comment about the said rock formation. With the noise of the open window I am sure she said something about a great hillock. 

After we had stopped so she could re-arrange her hair, I realised I slightly mis-heard her.