Oh so tired.

Last night I thought it was gonna be just me and Jose but 2 girls turned up so the 4 of us went out to dinner. 9pm instead of my hoped for 8pm…. I know, When in Spain……

We went to a bar/resturant, bull fighting was on the tv. Meals ordered and eaten, a fun night, I realise my inadequate Spanish, ie. I partook very little in the conversation.

I was spark out when we got back to the Ablergue.

I had read on my map that there was a campsite with a good resturant in Siles, so I headed for that. I got some bread and tied it to the back of the bike ready for cheese and chorizo sandwich at lunch.

The trail went up and up but not unrideable then as I turned a corner I spotted a ledge, it just could have been made for coffee.

As I ride on the views were similarly spectacular then I went down, boulders strewn across the road.

Then route got hard, so very hard, it is a walking route and I was just lifting the bike. It was a near vertical switch back but 2meters between turns and rocks only. Lifting and turning continuously for 2hours.

I know it doesn’t look like much now! It was hell. My shoes rubbed blisters in my heel. Oooww! I can assure you I had some dizzy moments on the way up. Meow.. the views the top. Then I discovered my loaf of bread had jumped off my bike. Cheese and olives for lunch.

Finally the Camino Blanco turned into black top, then turned off again…. I ignored it and followed the road to the campsite. Discovered the resturant is closed in the evenings. Grrrrrr.