Our first target was to catch up with Paul who was cycling the length of France (from St Malo to Sete), had circumstances been different I would have been cycling with him, but fitness dictated that this was not possible. We caught up with him in the Dordogne and because the forecast was so bad for the next few days he reluctantly accepted a ride with us down to the Carmargue. Where, although the weather was good the wind was horrendous and my plan to cycle with him failed after about 8 miles and I just let the wind blow me back to where I started (even Chris was struggling on her electric bike!). Paul did manage to cycle on to Sete and we followed on in the van.
After Paul flew home we crossed into Spain and then headed East for Portugal. We had intended to cross the Pyrenees, but again the forecast was for heavy rain for the following few days so we took the good weather route.
By the time we crossed into Portugal a cold that had started in France had turned into Bronchitis and having had this before I knew that it would not go away without antibiotics. I discussed the options with the camp site owners at Lamego and took their advice to go to the local hospital and a couple of hours later, after blood tests, chest xray and 45 minutes on oxygen (not sure what that was about, maybe they thought I had Pneumonia) I left with the appropriate prescription, and I must say the service was excellent!
After a week recovering we carried on down the Douro, then doubled back to the border and south, visiting many of the old castles along the border down to Evora. But then we heard that Chris's Mother had been taken into hospital. Although she was only in overnight our daughter Sarah went over for a couple of days and said she thought someone should be with her, so Chris took the decision to fly home. Unfortunately flights were in turmoil with loads of flights being cancelled, but we managed eventually to get a flight from Lisbon and our other daughter Jenna, picked her up from the airport.
I carried on as planned, spending a couple of days with friends near Seville and then on to our house in Spain to either put it on the market (as we are now travelling too much to go there) or look into long term rental.
After a coupe of weeks of painting internal walls and seeing friends I, in many ways reluctantly, headed slowly home (reluctantly as although late October the weather was still amazing), spending a day cycling on the Via Verde, another night with our friends near Seville and then back up through Spain and France to Calais. Finally leaving summer behind in northern Spain, spending a few days of autumn in France and arriving at Dover in the Winter!
|First night, we line up with other motor homes by the beach at one of the many free Camping Car Aires.|
|We catch up with Paul in the Dordogne.|
|Paul tries to get all his ducks in a row.|
|Now in the Carmargue Paul sets off into the wind.|
|We find another free camping car stop in a car park 100m from the entrance to the old town of El Burgo de Osma between Zaragoza and Valladolid as we cross northern Spain|
|A few hundred metres from the camp site at Lamago we find this,|
|With amazing views over the town and surrounding area.|
|We drive past this at Sabugal and have to go back for a look.|
|Most castles are free to enter and some are in a really good state|
|Pehna Garcia, just down the road from Monsanto, which does have a castle, but more interesting for the walk from the castle over to the reservoir and down through the valley past the old mills.|
|A short cut through Spain we aimed for a camp site just outside Alcantara, this was closed so we camped at a car park by a reservoir (keeping a tree between us an the town down below.|
|With views down the valley of a Roman bridge, still in use today.|
|That night we camped under the castle at Marvao (at another free spot)|
|And had a walk round the castle before moving on in the morning|
|We stopped in Evora for 3 nights|
|and managed to catch this free classical guitar concert, where they played a number of famous Spanish and Portuguese pieces|
|Then we had a beer and watched the sun go down over the roof tops.|
|We then followed the Aqua duct which extends from near the centre (where at the end it is too low to walk under|
|Getting bigger as it goes out of town|
|The old town & castle at Estremoz, our last stop before Chris flew back from Lisbon.|
|After dropping Chris at the airport I took a detour to Monsoraz, where I stopped on a cycling trip across Portugal about 15 years ago, a beautiful walled town|
|With a castle at one end|
|With fabulous views over the Lake|
|My last stop in Portugal was at Serpa, which I only stopped at because I put Moura into my camping car app instead of Mourao, when I found I was in the wrong place I carried on South to Serpa, which ended up as possibly the best stop in Portugal. I found a nice camp site right in the town with an excellent restaurant just opposite the site. Whilst having dinner I decided it was too late to catch that afternoons Grand Prix so watched the 6 minutes highlights on utube. The exact moment it finished a full race replay started on the TV! so I had to have a few glasses of port to watch the whole race.|
|Another town with an aqueduct|
|And yet another castle in the middle|
|Now in Spain and I find one of my favourite roads!|
|But not in the camper (I hasten to add) I joined some friends 'on safari' showing their Danish visitors round the area.|
|Ronda, from a different perspective to normal.|
|Serpa, where all of the house are built under the overhang (which are now virtually all restaurants as this is a real tourist trap)|
|The day ended with a short walk down a valley|
|into a cave.|
|Although it is now 28th October the temperature is still in the 30's (and has been virtually since we entered Portugal)|
|Stopped over night at Caceres|
|A wonderful place for a wander|
|And stopped for a couple of hours at Salamanca|
|An impressive place that really does need more than a couple of hours|
|Getting a little cooler, but still a very pleasant 22 with blue skies|
|Half way through France, the nights are drawing in and its getting cooler|
|but I stopped early enough at Confolens (west of Limoges) for a quick ride, before heading back to the UK and Winter|