The night before the owner had explained in pigion English and using a tourist map several places that we should seek out the next day.
We started for the first of these that was supposed to be an abandoned monestry. Rob set his trusty Shat Nav and they headed off. Problem was that Shat Nav decided that a rockey mountain trail unfit for mountain goats was a suitable route for a 300kg fully loaded touring motorcycle to take.
We did that thing that every biker knows only too well, we headed off down the path, stopped and then debated if we could make it or not. Truth is we all thought it was stupid but no one really wanted to admit it. We all breathed a sigh of relief when one of us admitted that we were not keen so we turned around and headed to tourist spot number two. The 1000 year old oak tree of Lecina. We drove though the village searching out this mythical tree. Really how hard can it be to find a 1000 year old oak tree? Very difficult by all account. After spending 20 mins looking around we gave us and just took a picture of this big tree for the blog
We headed out the next tourist location called Eripol. Not sure what the history of this place is but it basically looked like and abandoned village and church built into th mountain. The first thing that struck us what the single track lane runnning up to it that someone had decided to put line markings in the middle of, not sure what vehicle would be narrow enough to drive up one side or the other of such a narrow road and what the point of the white line was but impressed someone had took the time to paint it.
Epirol was lovely and someone had built a new house amoung the abandoned village overlooking the mountains. It was very windy and Richard and Gavin dared Rob to take the drone up in the air. Never one to pass up a challenge Rob tracked back down to the bikes to pick up the drone and then walk back up the hill again. The drone was sent up into the air and much to Richard and Gavin’s dissapointment it did not crash.
After a number of miles we stopped for one of those pee break where you all head off to find different bush, it was very windy, you can make the rest up yourself. The group photo was one only one of several attempts that retained the trio’s heads.
We pulled over in Caspe to book a hotel and settled on Hotel Castellote. The BMW Shat Nav was programmed for the Hotel Castellote. Who would hav thought there was more than one Hotel Castellote and that they were 86 miles apart? More to the point who would have thought that we had already passed the hotel once! And that we would find ourselves riding back over the exact same 86 miles that we had already ridden. At least Gavin never moaned once, once we could have copped with. He moaned the whole 86 miles. My arm hurts, my shoulders hurts, I am going to need more fuel, its windy, its cold, I’m hungry. Still makes a change from moaning about his Sat Nav.
Highlight of the day was Gavin trying some Spanish. After Richard had had his bike filled with fuel by a female attenndent Gavin confidently said ‘Porfavour the same’. Brilliant.
Anyway, T Bone Steak and ice cold beer was I reward when we eventually got to the hotel
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