Again up early to try and get away…. Didn’t bother with the wee beasties and the phone etc all charged up overnight so just need to get brekkie, pack the bike and go…. Errrrr… Where’s the bike keys? OMFG, where have I put them… Nope not in the room, think I last saw them when I was checking in and put my helmet and gloves on the chair in reception. Ask at reception but no keys handed in. The woman in charge asks where my bike is? “outside in the car park”. Next thing she is marching outside so I follow looking and feeling totally stupid. Get to the bike and the keys are sitting on top of the pack in plain sight…. All night – Seriously!!! I’m getting old.
So after all that kerfuffle it’s now 9.30 and I manage to get away at 10. I have discovered that EE now make one pay for data whilst roaming, so have bought a package, which allows me to use one of the navigation apps on my phone so should be able to find my way now. I have set up the route to Andorra la Vella and the app gives me several options as to the type of route I want. I have selected scenic and wait with breath baited.
It’s a beautiful day, very warm and sunny… Cracking. Apart from a few misunderstandings the app is actually brilliant, the only downside is that I don’t have any way to attach my phone to the bike so I have to keep the phone in my pocket, which means I can’t see the screen. The app does give me plenty of warning for each turn… Better than my garmin! I also have a gadget to allow me to charge the phone on the bike while I’m using it…. However it doesn’t seem to be working 🙁
The route is fantastic… Lots of great riding and I really am enjoying it.
After about 60 miles am getting serious bum ache, despite the new air pad, I think it’s because I don’t have any bum left so it makes the base of my spine really painful if I sit for too long. Eventually I have to stop, but, unfortunately the cafe I choose doesn’t seem to have any food, only drinks. Never mind, I sit outside in the sunshine to enjoy a large cappucino and the break.
Start ascending into the Pyrenees and the roads are becoming twistier; I switch on the camera to capture the fantastic ride. All is going great when suddenly it routes me up a goat track… Well not quite, but it is very narrow, steep and extremely twisty… No don’t like it. Soon I’m back on a normal road and very happy to be so. Still climbing upwards I stop at this town, Massat, for a coffee and something to eat:
and discover the camera hasn’t been on so no record of the fabulous roads I’ve been riding this morning… boo hoo.