Last day in Orgiva.

I met Maggie and Lillian on the campsite. Talk I could hardly get a word in edgeways! You know how taciturn I am. Maggie and I walked her dog along the Guadalfeo river. I believe we covered a broad spectrum of topics.

I used my time well. I got up to town and visited my friend Moira, she’s just had a big operation and her daughters are out visiting. Great to see her in good spirits. 😀

Then at 3pm I loaded up and cycled off down the road. I popped into Cycle Sierra Nevada, big shout out to Cormac for giving it a good effort to fix the problem. Then I rode to Bicicletas Bike Shop in Motril. A very big shout out the the guys in there spending 90 mins on my bike getting it ready for the next stage of the journey.

On the ride down the air was thick with red sand blown across from Morocco. It was hard to breath and masked the sun a bit. I put my lights on just in case.

I happily rode out of there the gears finally changing properly… and new bearings.

Popped into Decathlon for a dry bag and some cooking gas….. they had neither.

Then Leroy Merlin they had gas in a long bottle. Here’s hoping it’ll work. I do have an adapter that will transfer gas from one container to another. One has to be warm and tge other hast to be cold… can’t remember which. Best I google that.

I stopped at a resturant for my evening meal. So much food,

My boat was due to leave at 11, boarding at 10. I arrived at at the departure lounge at about 8.20/9pm. And with my bike I waited with the other passengers. I think due to the bad weather the boat was a little late in arriving. We all eventually moved towards the boarding pass control. After this to my extreme surprise there was a conveyer belt xraying all the bags, like going on a plane, it was at this point that I was told to take all the bags off my bike 🤯🤬 obviously at this point the language barrier becomes a problem. I start taking the bags off and throwing them onto the conveyer belt. They told me to stop and move to the back of the queue…. this pissed me off. A guy picked up my helmet off the conveyer belt and dropped it on the floor…. I’m now starting to get very angry. Obviously some of my bags don’t come off, a security guy searched them all. Then I got on the boat to my 1st class recliner seat, they really are all the same. But the guy behind me just started coughing continuously I moved.

Why oh why did I not go in with the cars and motorbikes. I woukd have had none of this hasselt and I would have been able to pick the best seat.