Hotel Sercotel La Boroña
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This is a great route which I cycled with my sons Paul and Mark when they were about 12 years old (twins). This would be about 1994. We camped as we went. Today we went first to Santillana del Mar. This town originates from about the 15th century I believe! The photos say it all. My son Mark loved the torture museum.....horrible. We ate roast …
I now totally understand why it is called a weather forecast because we should only use as guidance like the Gps. As technology improves sometimes we are so easy to reply on it, then when nature shows us the real world maybe it could be a bit late to realize. Well we had another great little sail today, I was planning to fly the spinnaker easy surf west with the predicted north easterly force 3 or 4 so left the ...
THANKS to everyone who is following my blog. My Dad has discovered that we can get my blog published as a hardcover book when it is finished. Any comments that you make on my blog will go into the book, so please make lots of comments.
We stayed in Asturias for 5 or 6 nights. 2 nights at 1 place and 3 or 4 nights and the other place. I'll start with the place where we stayed 3 or 4 nights, because it was the ...
... at Gijon and said goodbye to me and I started tearing up. We'd had a lot of fun together and even though they weren't my maines, it was still hard saying goodbye. It was finally time to walk to the bus station and everyone said they were going to walk me there. I was so touched that a group of 20 people cared enough about me to come all the way to the bus station to say a final goodbye. I was pretty drunk at this point and the whole thing is a blur, but I ...
... 8221; (for want of a
better word) a rather awkard night with the swell rolling in ever so
gently which reminded us of Alderney and Dale (Pembrokeshire) where
we would roll and come to an abrupt halt with a squeak of the ropes
and the rub of the fenders against the pontoon (except in Alderney
where there was no pontoon just an abrupt halt). At least we got a
decent sail in the day before and did not have to pay for the berth.