Author: Windy Miller

No salmon but hey, we have no rods anyway.

Ok, well I couldn’t be @rsed to wait for the cloud to pass over the mountain but it’s a fab contrast all around.  Forest, grass, snow – all mountains.

We camped next to the stream.  Funnily enough, we camped in that very spot on a previous tour.  Such a magic place – I don’t know what it is but I find it enchanting.  Maybe it’s going to somewhere we’ve been before but hey, we had a great time.

 

Always.

Made it to Laruns (West end of the Pyrenees).  I did the washing – yes ME!  I learnt that you can actually wash clothes and you don’t have the buy new ones when they get dirty.  Funny business though – you put them in soapy water, slosh them about a bit, rinse with clean water and hang them on this thing called a ‘washing line’.  Apparently, you can wear the clothes again once they have no more water in them.  Amazing.  I must tell the Wife about this idea.  She’ll be amazed I’m sure.

Above is the Boys while I’m making ‘washing’ discoveries.  Chop a few bits up and mix it with some other left overs and that’s dinner.

The ride was ok today but wet.  Mostly we were in the clouds but the evening has turned out nice.

 

 

HUGE view on the way to Pamplona (north of there anyway).  Taylux putting sun cream on his HUGE conk.  Proof the sun is strong 🙂

We ended up at this campsite. Well so called anyway. It was pretty dire. It was supposed to be nice – next to a lake but it was more like a POW camp!  Just look at Rupert with the Albanian Pikey, attempting to cook breakfast!

Pilates in the the Picos. Dear oh dear.  More like the Arsenal offside trap!

Exquisite dinner courtesy of Sooty – of course Taylux and I had to peel the veg and do the washing up while Sooty takes all the glory.  Needed Stella to help with the peeling!

We awoke to overcast skies.  Very odd.  Bit chilly too.  After a Tent-Off where I think I scored highly on the efficiency front, showered, polished and ship shape – we are setting off.

Leaving this campsite which was superb – clean tidy and nice people who run it.  Lots of motorhomes.  Not many tents.  Obviously they are more clever than us!

Heading for some lake eastbound en route to the Pyrenees.  Only 75 miles but 4 hours to get there.  Clearly VERY twisty.  So hopefully we won’t go off the edge of a cliff and we can report on the campsite we are planning to visit – if it’s open.

 

Who would have imagined Taylux could look so thoughtful.  Mick looking at the views that take the breath away.