Friday routing zazuar-soria-agreda-tarazona-gallur- tauste- egea de los caballeros –huesca-barbastro-benabarre- tremp-sort-la seu d’urgell- Andorre-porta . 400 miles and change
I left this morning at 7.30 am in 40 degrees farenheit I froze my face ,my fingers , and my feet, I must be T,I. Folks, one should always remember that regardless of peak temperature, mornings, altitude and evening can be quite different and I am the fool to prove it. Anyway by noon things got better .and not too soon.
In spain Storks do nest on churches’steeples and it is always a big nest, however cemeteries from small villages are… small very small indeed.
the first three hours I rode through a beautiful forest which the national electric company called Iberdrola has seen fit to change by cutting all the trees and planting those ugly windmills, they are everywhere, and sometime for a change of scenery we get solar power factories, , but fear not we get the castles ,, on every knolls it seems.
I stopped for a bite and I could not pass up the lady with the shopping cart, cute never seen one like that .
then I got into the foothills of the Pyrenees and I shot as many pictures as I could taking into consideration the road hazards etc..etc some of the small villages you see were abandoned (and I lost some great shots trying to move the pictures to picasa sorry)
but you get the feeling from the one I managed to save .
then I crossed the border into Andorra that small entity smack in the mountain , used to be a fiscal paradise now it is just a tourist trap with ridiculous prices for everything (5 pictures of downtown andorra la vella ) I had thought of sleeping there but when I looked at room rate I jumped back on the beast and kept goingmatter of fact right behind the big semi I shot going downhill. these guys are truly very good drivers , to negotiate the mountains passes and sometimes tiptoeing through the single lane in small villages man oh man !! too bad I lost the shot of the truck missing a mailbox on a door by inches !!!! The last eight shots are of the village of Porta where I stay for the night back on the french side and I love these small villages with small villages values the plastic bag beside the doorways is for the baker to deliver the fresh bread in the morning …and the map’s picture showing the yellow road is the first 150 miles of tomorrow’s ride from porta to Coudoux near Marseille.http:
pictures of the day on the link below