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Caceres – early morning

It's been a helluva ride in more ways than one this year. No sooner had I wheeled my bike off the ferry than I was unceremoniously bumped back into full time employment as a spreadsheet jockey. The contract will last, perhaps, until November, but on the grounds that you can't really turn down a short… Continue reading Caceres – early morning

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Day 10 Salamanca to Tordesillas

   I had decided when planning the trip that Salamanca was going to be the stop where I reviewed everything for the final week. Baggage, planning, riding experiences etc. It had become clear as my ride brought me further north that I hadn't planned, for instance, for the temperature drop in the mornings and that… Continue reading Day 10 Salamanca to Tordesillas

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Day 9 Guijuelo to Salamanca

*BBC plum voice: " Here is the cycling forecast for northern Spain. Today,26th May 2015. Extramadura. East by North Easterly. Blustery.Gustery."*   Today I finally cracked out my wind cheater. Boy, was it cold ? Even though the sun was up it's impact was absent. My Castelli wind jacket is of the "boil in the bag"… Continue reading Day 9 Guijuelo to Salamanca

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Day 7 Caceres to Plasencia

Caveat Emptor 2: Travelling light as I am, I have left behind my DSLR. All photos are from my phone or iPad with the limitations that they have. But it's not art is it, they are to illustrate the journey. Enjoy.    Storks,sitting atop their nests, themselves atop the pinnacles of the church of Santiago… Continue reading Day 7 Caceres to Plasencia

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Day 6 Merida to Caceres

I enjoyed Merida and in a way was sorry to leave. Lovely place. For the last 3 days I have been following, well, the tarmac bits, the south to north route of the Camino de Santiago. That well known route of pilgrimage for those desperate to see one of the world's biggest incense burners, the… Continue reading Day 6 Merida to Caceres

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Day 5 Monesterio to Merida

Welcome to Extramadura. There isn't much of a tourist trade around these parts, at least until Merida. Monesterio is on the route to somewhere else. Santiago de Campostela, for instance. So you are not going to find much English spoken and the local dialect comes at you with the mercy of a Gattling Gun. My… Continue reading Day 5 Monesterio to Merida