Thursday, 21 July 2011
Analogue
Heaven ! No cycling - well , only to the supermarche . Bought my calamari - and mussels - they make a really good lunch - have them with crusty bread - I try and keep off the frites .
So nice to be using ones own bathroom again - but alas - as I stood in front of the mirror this morning nothing seems to have changed . You would think that after approximately 20 000 miles ( slight exaggeration but most was going in the wrong direction ) my body - physic - would have taken on a more - shall I say - leaner appearance . Na . Still the same old 'Poger' - stomach still perfusing ( is that a word ?) - still got my man boobs! I look thinner - but - alas - only in the face ! Was it all worth it ?
Yes ! Had a really fantastic trip - come back with some great memories of a great country. I felt sometimes on my own - especially the day of our little accident - but never felt lonely . Don't think language is a barrier.
Best accommodation ? Difficult . I suppose you pay for what you get - the little hotel with only 5 rooms in Solsona was the best - love to go back there with Nic . Best value ? I think first night at Lierganes - 20€ for an en-suit room with a balcony - first photo .
My little o'mate Malc ( Evansie ) - would you believe it - is working in my road . He's causing mayhem cos he's shut the whole road - everyone's got to reverse back up - but we can't see much going on . We did see him this morning for an hour but then he went off to get something - and that was that !
Well then - it's goodnight from me - and it's goodnight from him - ( Bike ) CU x
Ps special thanks to Pete - 'the technician' -Morgan and his mate Alex who set me up on the blog (u didn't think I did it by my self, now ) and to Chris ( Allen ) who couldn't make it this year but who still sorted all my maps ( not that I took too much notice of them ) and also pin-pointed the hotels to stay . Thanks guys
So nice to be using ones own bathroom again - but alas - as I stood in front of the mirror this morning nothing seems to have changed . You would think that after approximately 20 000 miles ( slight exaggeration but most was going in the wrong direction ) my body - physic - would have taken on a more - shall I say - leaner appearance . Na . Still the same old 'Poger' - stomach still perfusing ( is that a word ?) - still got my man boobs! I look thinner - but - alas - only in the face ! Was it all worth it ?
Yes ! Had a really fantastic trip - come back with some great memories of a great country. I felt sometimes on my own - especially the day of our little accident - but never felt lonely . Don't think language is a barrier.
Best accommodation ? Difficult . I suppose you pay for what you get - the little hotel with only 5 rooms in Solsona was the best - love to go back there with Nic . Best value ? I think first night at Lierganes - 20€ for an en-suit room with a balcony - first photo .
My little o'mate Malc ( Evansie ) - would you believe it - is working in my road . He's causing mayhem cos he's shut the whole road - everyone's got to reverse back up - but we can't see much going on . We did see him this morning for an hour but then he went off to get something - and that was that !
Well then - it's goodnight from me - and it's goodnight from him - ( Bike ) CU x
Ps special thanks to Pete - 'the technician' -Morgan and his mate Alex who set me up on the blog (u didn't think I did it by my self, now ) and to Chris ( Allen ) who couldn't make it this year but who still sorted all my maps ( not that I took too much notice of them ) and also pin-pointed the hotels to stay . Thanks guys
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Wednesday, 20 July 2011
Camprodon to Ceret
The hotel last night was something out of the past - almost Victorian - sort of English feel - not that there was a word spoken . When you turn up on a bike the receptionist always tells you the price cos you should really be staying in the hostel round the corner - and in general I have but last night was the last night on the road . Single room - 65€ -I've stayed in hostels just as good for 25 !
However, Camprodon is a smashing place - a couple of fast flowing rivers - suddenly converging into mayhem and giving a wonderful sound and vision ( there's a song in that somewhere ) and people come to gaze - and so they should !
It strange crossing from Spain to France. You would think Spain is the poorer relation - wouldn't you ? No . Catalonia is dominated ( even on the French side ) by - you've guessed it - Barcelona . It's not only in football - life as well. Barcelonians come over to France for the weekend - perhaps do some skiing or for a Sunday lunch - don't mind the prices - happy to pay it - it's all very cultural . The French go over to Spain cos it's cheaper !
Bike was squealing a bit today ( that squeaking in bike terms ) .I think he gets a bit pissed off when I stop off for a drink of water ( that's a beer - in Roger's world ) and he just looks on . I have promised him , when we get to where we want to go , he'll have a really good drink ( oil in bike terms). We had a long climb this morning and I think he's showing his age - not sure if I would want to put him through it again .
But here we are - in Ceret - at last . Bike is already tucked up in bed ( hope he's not waiting for me !) and I'm on my first bottle of cava - sardinas ready to go and a bit of Brucie on the turn table - all I'm missing is ... MY NIC .
Cu x. Ps I've already seen some of you around Ceret . Tomorrow - in my analogue ( is that right?) I shall expose you!
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However, Camprodon is a smashing place - a couple of fast flowing rivers - suddenly converging into mayhem and giving a wonderful sound and vision ( there's a song in that somewhere ) and people come to gaze - and so they should !
It strange crossing from Spain to France. You would think Spain is the poorer relation - wouldn't you ? No . Catalonia is dominated ( even on the French side ) by - you've guessed it - Barcelona . It's not only in football - life as well. Barcelonians come over to France for the weekend - perhaps do some skiing or for a Sunday lunch - don't mind the prices - happy to pay it - it's all very cultural . The French go over to Spain cos it's cheaper !
Bike was squealing a bit today ( that squeaking in bike terms ) .I think he gets a bit pissed off when I stop off for a drink of water ( that's a beer - in Roger's world ) and he just looks on . I have promised him , when we get to where we want to go , he'll have a really good drink ( oil in bike terms). We had a long climb this morning and I think he's showing his age - not sure if I would want to put him through it again .
But here we are - in Ceret - at last . Bike is already tucked up in bed ( hope he's not waiting for me !) and I'm on my first bottle of cava - sardinas ready to go and a bit of Brucie on the turn table - all I'm missing is ... MY NIC .
Cu x. Ps I've already seen some of you around Ceret . Tomorrow - in my analogue ( is that right?) I shall expose you!
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Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Berga to Camprodon
Come on - what's that song - who sang it - 'almost there,we're almost there?' . Don't all rush - but that's how I'm feeling - sort of done - not that I have - got a steep morning climb tomorrow but down hill when I get to the border - then 'Viva las Francia'. Not that I'm happy to leave Spain - many ways sorry - but can't help dreaming of bbq-ing my own sardines on my own bbq - bottle of Cava with a bit've Brucie in the back ground - fantastico !
Last night , in Berga , I got sort of invited ( intruded ) to a birthday party . I'd done my blog and decided I would like a little bit of pasta - spaghetti to be precise . There was this little Italio restaurant / cafe thing -on the first floor - above some shops. Now, come on - do you know what spanish is for 'sorry closed Mondays'? Well you don't - do you! Nor do I .
So I proceeded up stairs to find about 20 ( you think I'm either making this up or been missing my Nic to much ) absolutely lovely young girls ( 2 guys as well - lucky them !)
sitting down to a birthday supper ! The mother of the girl having the birthday was the owner - I think she was actually Italian - and said something like 'what the hell - what's one more'. So I had some rather good Iberian ham & melon to start - with a rather good spag bol as main - all with the sort of company - well to die for . One of the girls was off to study at the Royal Ballerina in London . I sang them a rendition of 'Happy Birthday to you' and left . Oh - in my younger (glory)days.....
On my way to the cafe this evening I had to pass a ladies hairdressers 'parlor' and who do you think was poncing around inside - you've guessed already haven't you - my golf mate come hairdresser ( yes - he's to blame ) Anton . I think he gave me one of those hairdresser smiles as I went by - or he was smirking at my 'bouffant' hair style ( only just washed it ) . Why are all hair dressers - well , the men's anyway - all bald ? Anyway Anton, well done for backing Darren Clarke for the Open - AT 150-1. CU x
Last night , in Berga , I got sort of invited ( intruded ) to a birthday party . I'd done my blog and decided I would like a little bit of pasta - spaghetti to be precise . There was this little Italio restaurant / cafe thing -on the first floor - above some shops. Now, come on - do you know what spanish is for 'sorry closed Mondays'? Well you don't - do you! Nor do I .
So I proceeded up stairs to find about 20 ( you think I'm either making this up or been missing my Nic to much ) absolutely lovely young girls ( 2 guys as well - lucky them !)
sitting down to a birthday supper ! The mother of the girl having the birthday was the owner - I think she was actually Italian - and said something like 'what the hell - what's one more'. So I had some rather good Iberian ham & melon to start - with a rather good spag bol as main - all with the sort of company - well to die for . One of the girls was off to study at the Royal Ballerina in London . I sang them a rendition of 'Happy Birthday to you' and left . Oh - in my younger (glory)days.....
On my way to the cafe this evening I had to pass a ladies hairdressers 'parlor' and who do you think was poncing around inside - you've guessed already haven't you - my golf mate come hairdresser ( yes - he's to blame ) Anton . I think he gave me one of those hairdresser smiles as I went by - or he was smirking at my 'bouffant' hair style ( only just washed it ) . Why are all hair dressers - well , the men's anyway - all bald ? Anyway Anton, well done for backing Darren Clarke for the Open - AT 150-1. CU x
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