Hotel A Boira
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The first half hour went through the old town and into the modern suburbs. Once out of the city the trail wandered through fields, rolling hills and a then up the steep climb to Alto Del Perdon (altitude 790m). Rows of windmills dotted the hills.
Almost 25 percent of Spain's electricity comes from wind and solar power. The generous subsidies for renewables are about to end ...
... Even highway roundabout’s are like miniature parks covered in flowers. The place is a bloody picture even if it's on it's knees economically.
We have moved onto the central Pyrenees in the south of France. If you haven’t gotten your Atlas out yet, the mountain range forms the border with Spain. We never saw much of them last time we were over this way as we crossed the French/Spanish borders at either end of the
mountain range. Well the place ...
Boldly going forward we set off east towards Ponferrada, then onto Astorga, Leon and finally Burgos. The road between Ponferrada and Astorga was part of the Camino de Santiago route again, albeit in the opposite direction, and involved traversing some pretty gnarly backroads by European standards. This was a road that Peter hated but for me was pure heaven - a good demonstration of the difference between riding an adventure bike or a ...
... br> Julie was as refreshed as I'd been invigorated by the short walk but we were soon in the bar and sitting on the Paradore’s first floor full length balcony gazing out onto our southern view as the twilight brought on an ever changing view of the mountains before and to either side of us. A couple of beers and then a delicious meal in the restaurant finished an extended but awe-inspiring day passing through the amazing Pyrenees.
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... Paul struggled the pretence of enjoying desert . Wednesday night It seems to take double the time for us to get anywhere even when we don't get lost . The pseudo Japanese tourist I'm travelling with has to stop for photo opportunities at every turn it seems . Non the less we are now high up in the Pyrenees and it is worthy of photos , also Pail is slightly forgiven his photographic obsessions because he has booked us into ...