Only the sleepiest cyclist can take the wrong direction out of the smallest town. And then, due to some motorway access restrictions add to his woes by having to pursue an 8 miles detour. Oh well, it was a short ride for the day and I was heading for a rest day in Aranda. I… Continue reading Day 9 El Burgo de Osma to Aranda…. The finer points of cycling Spain, well some anyway….
This is my last 60 miles ride of the first week and knowing that it's going to be slower than the others I am up with the donkey and raring to go. However, I am somewhat thwarted by breakfast not being served until 8 when I was hoping for 7. The Night Manager, (remember him?)… Continue reading Day 4 Belmonte to Cuenca…the Rio Júcar region