Tuesday 25 March 2014

A quiet start at this almost deserted camp-site, but we did see a couple in the little touring caravan next to us who left at the same time as us. An OK place we suppose, and relatively cheap, but not for a long stay. Interesting sculptures though no idea what they are about (musicians if you can't make them out).

Our plan today was to continue north and cross into Spain but with no real destination in mind - this is a mistake because at this stage of the trip having no objective leaves us, well, deflated.
So we set out, using Vigo in Spain as a sort of aiming point and again avoiding the motorways. It was a fairly uninspiring trip with more of what we experienced on Sunday; only the roads changed - they got worse! A short stop for essentials found us doing a full larder restock so with full fuel, gas and water and empty waste we were free to do whatever came up.

Roadside cafe - colourful (name).

Stopped for lunch on a forest road that was lined with stonemasons yards, it seemed you could get almost anything carved in stone. Whilst stopped we started planning our next few days; Terry had visited the Picos de Europa mountains some years ago and as the weather forecast indicated much better weather in a couple of days we decided to give it a try. As for tonight the Aires book showed a small place overlooking a sea inlet in the small town of Arcade, with nearby alternatives if it proved to be unsuitable - or full!

So across the border into Spain, still enduring frequent rain showers, and easily found the aire which turned out to be just as delightful as the book promised. One other, British, van already parked up but room for a few more so that was us sorted for the night. And the sun came out.

Back in Spain, we could once again use the mi-fi so the evening was spent catching up. Of course we'd forgotten the time change again so lost an hour as well as being later than usual going to bed.

Dusk...

at Arcade