Gibraltar 🇬🇮

I popped into Gibraltar,  rode to the lighthouse, had a coffee then rode out. While at the lighthouse a lady asked if I wanted her to take some photos. I gave her my phone and she bossed me around, over here, turn to the side, over there.  She seemed in a frightful hurry because she ran off to join here friends. I was sad I didn’t get to hear any if her story.

The border crossing I got stamped put of Spain then stamped I to Spain.

There were lots of cyclists out today, groups, individuals, slow, fast. Although I didn’t talk to any I did feel as if I was part of a collective. No other tourists though.

Because of this rather casual start to the day. I selected a close campsite. Always up.

I got settled in. Washed clothes,  had lunch @ 2.30. Then relaxed. I have eaten so much today. And 2 decaf coffees as well, really pushing the boat out.

I checked my bike setup, I discovered I think that my saddle is moving back as I ride. A week ago I shifted it forward now its slightly back. I moved it forward again, and put a bit of carbon paste on the rails hoping that will stop the slide.

Paul rode into the campsite. He’s been living in Girona and on his first bike tour. He seems to be enjoying it. He camped in the slot next to mine. No picture though. 🤷‍♂️

I have readjusted my route to a bit shorter. I’m feeling lazy and trying to take it easy.

On my week off I asked Becky and Iain if they could take a bag home for me. A bit bigger than a rugby ball and about 3kgs. The difference is so much lighter. I’m hoping on my ride back from Greece….. starting 25th May to be even lighter. I really am excited about that 🥳.