It’s taken me so long to sort out the damned IT (photos, video, gpx) that I have run out of time to write anything today. Will do later…
OK, now it’s later. I have checked my satnav and reviewed the time travelling, and it is remarkably similar to the time spent messing with gadgets and my laptop to do all the dammed IT. I need an attractive assistant to do all this for me while I recover from my exertions with a beer in the sunshine. Any volunteers?
For this trip I have done a short video diary. See it at;
You can see from the scenery this was a great day – warm sunshine, cool air and complete wilderness. I saw almost no-one all day. The trip ended with a very technical descent into Jayena. The normal Spanish routine of wide gravel road changed into steep narrow footpath with occasional drop-offs, and a steep slope on the right to fall down if you make a mistake. It would have been interesting on just a mountain bike, but towing a trailer it was quite a challenge.
I spent the night in a camp site that was just a designated area in the national park. There were no facilities and no-one else there so it was just like wild camping. The evening was gorgeous – very quiet, just me and the cicadas. There was also a very strange sound – I think it was a bird as it moved around the camp site like it was going from tree to tree. It wasn’t all over the place like cicadas. I have posted the sound on youtube. Can you pass it around your friends to see if anyone can identify it? It is the periodic high pitched noise (behind the static hiss).
Listen to it at
I found wild camping a bit scary so broke out the hip-flask with the Tulamore Dew (thanks Vanessa).