A rainy morning of freeway travel sees us Cudillero bound. You have to admire Spain’s dedication to its freeways. The cost of upgrading infrastructure might have brought the country to its knees but the new […]
2017 Day Forty Five
Our return through Spain take us through its northern coast initially, having taken the mountain route on the way across. The drive showcases ancient stone cottages with slate roofs and a specifically Galician architectural feature, […]
2017 Day Forty Four
Last night’s gentle fog is this morning, an impenetrable wall of white. There is literally no visibility beyond about a metre – it’s as if the cliffs and sea don’t exist. Ideal conditions to maneuver […]
2017 Day Forty Three
Having covered a great deal of Santiago de Compostela yesterday, the pressure is off today. We saunter down to the old city, enjoy the sights of new pilgrims arriving, including a border collie who’s made […]
2017 Day Forty Two
Santiago de Compostela, Galicia’s capital, is only a short drive away and we’re quickly settled in the outskirts of the city. The throng of pilgrims becomes thicker the closer we get – there’s a sense […]
2017 Day Forty One
We awake to a glorious morning on the mountain top. The mist that rolled in last night has settled into the valleys leaving only the mountain tips visible, a nest of white cloud in the […]
2017 Day Forty
We spend today winding through the glorious mountains of the Picos de Europa and the Pyrenees, soaring heights on all sides. Luckily the road is often set in the valleys, bringing with it scents of […]
2017 Day Thirty Nine
Not quite as planned today. We’re traveling for distance, ostensibly to end the day in Oviedo, ready to explore tomorrow. Our way is through the Picos de Europa, a mountain range that straddles the Austurias […]
2017 Day Thirty Eight
A short way down the road from Santander is the aristocrat town of Santillana del Mar, which despite its name is nowhere near the sea. Santillana del Mar, once deemed Spain’s most beautiful town […]
2017 Day Thirty Seven
There really ought to be a feature on map apps where you can press a button to loudly yell “liar!”. The plan was simple enough: locate the market, cycle there, buy yummy things, cycle back. […]
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