The Run in to Barcelona

Leave last nights hotel this morning with what looked like a 36 mile ride. Thinking all are climbing is all over again into moor hills. As we ride along I have to pinch myself to believe we are nearly at destination end.  On the way in some 15 miles out we get a text from the girls to say they have landed. It's a bustling city and riding the bike in crazy traffic is not relaxing. We both need eyes in the back of my head. 

We meet the girls  at Arc de Tromphe and enjoyi an afternoon of Tapas and a few beers. Commander and I story swap with the girls. It has surely been a  fantastic experience . We never quite understood the climbing involved but it came and we got on with it.  In any case we do it because we enjoy it. 

As always the usual anti-climax. You plan and it's over in a flash !! Great to see the girls - Sarah and Lorraine are on top form!  - but the bubble of freedom and travel over. It's a great city and on mundane it Monday buzzes as as all cities do in a different way to what you would experience at home. 

I sit with Sarah now in some 23° enjoying a beer watching the world go round. It will be good tomorrow to wake up without a peddle

Thank you to everybody who kept in contact whilst we were away. Seven days Monday lunchtime to Monday lunchtime. Just shy of 40,000 climbing feet and 600 miles. - but still looking forward to my wood burner on return xxx

The commander and Spall - over and out until next year xxxx