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Day 4 Sevilla to Monesterio

There is a road somewhere in Scotland which is an optical illusion. By sight, you seem to be going uphill, but in actuality you are going downhill. I came across the same experience yesterday in Spain, except in reverse. I thought I was going downhill when it felt like up.  The Ruta de la Plata,… Continue reading Day 4 Sevilla to Monesterio

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I wouldn’t do that, they said.

It was a dark winter’s night. The wind rustled treetops reaching into blackness and the floor of the valley was wet with melting snow. The only light, the warm glow from the windows of the solitary inn, cradled against the elements by the hillside. “You must be mad,” said Tim and Nicola, as one. “It’s… Continue reading I wouldn’t do that, they said.

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… Al’s Vuelta is announced …

After a couple of years saying to my friends that it would be a good idea to try, I have finally put my money where my mouth is. The more I talked about it the more it became obvious that I should shut up or do it. So, I am going to do it, because… Continue reading … Al’s Vuelta is announced …