On this day 15th-April-2011

I’m still at home and still waiting for the hospital. But on this day, 15th-April-2011, I was riding my bike up the coast of Spain. In previous years, I’d already cycled the coast of Europe from Venice in Italy to Amsterdam in the Netherlands. Apart from the small section between Malaga in Spain and Monaco.

I already had a tour planned for later in the year (world tour), and I knew that I’d have to fly with my bike at some point on that ride, which I was somewhat worried about. So I decided to use this ride as a rehearsal, as I’d never flown with my bike before. It would also fill in the gap of my rides around Europe.

Friday 15th April 2011 Benicasim to Cambrils. 98 miles.

There was a bit of a chill in the air this morning. And it was really cold on the downhills. I met a couple of Australian cyclists today. They weren’t a happy couple. They weren’t even a couple as such. He was on a charity cycle ride around Spain. And she just came along for the adventure. Gary was a lycra-clad cyclist who just wanted to pump out the miles, a real keeno. And I’m sure he shaved his legs! He would quite often just cycle off and leave her to plod along at her own pace, which I didn’t think was that slow. But then I’m not exactly fast myself! Tamara was a personal trainer (whatever that means and entails?). She was also into bodybuilding. Best not upset her then!

Tent and bicycle
The end of the day. All set up with the washing drying

We kept passing each other all day, and I would cycle with each one individually and sometimes when they were together. That’s how I knew they weren’t happy bunnies. I got both their views. He wanted to push on to Barcelona the last time I saw them. That’s a whole day’s ride for me. Tamara didn’t look so keen on the idea!

What Is The Matter With These Campsites

I had a bit of trouble finding a campsite tonight. The first campsite I came across was a minimum stay of two nights. The second wouldn’t let me leave before eight o’clock tomorrow. And the third was like a building site! The one I eventually found is huge. It’s like a Haven campsite back home, but the showers were lovely, and it’s nice to be camping on grass rather than gravel!

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