Don’t trust your sat nav! This was our suggested route to the camping at Cala d’Orques. We would have got through, but without wing mirrors. We stopped overnight near Tarragona at a campsite called Cala d’Oques, or the Creek of…
Don’t trust your sat nav! This was our suggested route to the camping at Cala d’Orques. We would have got through, but without wing mirrors. We stopped overnight near Tarragona at a campsite called Cala d’Oques, or the Creek of…
No, not me after a night on the town. It’s Salvador Dali, Spanish surrealist artist born here in Figueres in 1904. We moved on to spend the night in L’Estartit, in the Bay of Roses.
On Thursday we drove to Roses, a fishing and tourist centre at the north end of the bay of Roses. We are staying at Camping Salata, a pleasant but slightly pricy site in Santa Margarida, just to the south of…
We have moved up the coast to L’Escala and are staying at Camping Illa Mateua. This is just a short hop south from L’Estartit but is just beyond easy cycling distance. As promised in the reviews the staff here are…
On Saturday we set off at 10 am for the 11 mile bike ride to Pals, a well preserved Gothic town to the east of Girona. Our route is in red. We just retraced our steps on the homeward leg.…
The sun has returned and Colin was straight out there working on his tan. We saw this boy circling over one of the reserves by the campsite, from the early morning walk. Marsh Harrier? It looks a bit like the…
We are heading home to the UK; the next few posts may only be of interest to other boring old gaffers with motorhomes who like to ramble along slowly, and like to read about stopovers and routes through France. Yesterday…
The boss has designated today as a cleaning day, in preparation for the trip home, so I shall have to take the torpid terriers for some exercise. There are plenty of cats to chase here, ‘tho, truth be told, Colin…