We've never made up the lost time . We wanted to finish on the Fri so that Chris had at least one day to unwind on the beach but we always were half a day off target . So this was it - a longer than envisaged last day .
So up with the sun and on our way by 6-30 . It's a winding road to Ripoll - up & down - but not too exerting . We saw a couple of red squirrels playing in the early sunshine - its a shame we don't see enough of these cute , fluffy creatures with their tufty tops . We made it to Ripoll by 9-30 and treated our selfs to a rather wonderful chocolate croissant and a con letchi . I know the road to Camprodon - having cycled this a few times now - and one always get a feeling of relief and joy at seeing signposts to Ceret - but also one of foreboding - knowing the long climb up to the border was to come .
Camprodon is a lovely town and well worth a visit at anytime.
We must have got there about lunchtime - picked up some peaches and nectarines - and headed off towards the border - going up and up ! I've learnt from past experiences to take my time - find the right gear - and keep as cool as possible - difficult as that is in the midday heat . We reached the border at 3-30 - always a great feeling as well as one of accomplishment . Should be in before 6 .
Down hill all the way thorough Prats de Mollo and Arles le Tec to Amelie les Bains . Then suddenly there was this bang - one which was all to familiar . Chris had another blow out !
Beggars belief ! And we had run out of inner tubes . 24 hour from Tussa - 24 km from Ceret . Could this be possible ? I must admit to being rather amused at the prospect of Chris getting one of the girls to pick him and bike up - and me riding into Ceret on my own - after all we've been through ! However , we managed to patch it up - not easy cos it had a double puncture . Eventually we rode into Ceret and The Grand Cafe at about 6-30 . We were knackered !
Epilogue tomorrow . CU
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