Nothing like fixing a puncture on the hard shoulder of a Spanish motorway (bikes prohibited) to focus the mind..
Thankfully, 40ks later as we approach Granada, we were sat in a roadhouse diner having a beer, having gritted it out, evaded the police, dodged most of the sh*t and debris in the road and avoided the endless stream of lorries.
All in a day's work. So, how was your afternoon dear?
Beard looks like its getting quite a bit longer! Good work on the puncture. Well practiced from fixing for Lu and I! 5 sleeps and counting. Xx
ReplyDeleteYou still wearing that bike top - time to sterilise when you arrive in Tarifa!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the count down.
Jimmy