Loaded up the camper at the beginning of June for a three week trip around France and northern Spain. It's a big beast ( LHD too ) and prior to leaving I'd only driven it a few times, so it was a question of learning as you went.
First stop was a very quiet site in the Loire, then on quickly south, next stop near Limoges, then a lovely quiet village in between Carcasonne and the Pyrenees, conveniently situated on a huge lake.
Lovely restaurant close by, I'd bore you with what we eat but you're not interested are you ? It was run by a British couple and they had bangers and mash on the menu. The French were lapping it up. Really.
Into the Pyrenees for a bit of cycling and a go at rock climbing.There's nothing I can't do (apart from wire a plug ).
Me and brother in law Ian attacked the Col Du Pradel on a cold Sunday morning, reaching the 1680 metre summit in a time that Chris Froome and co would not be proud of. We were though, a couple of fifty somethings cycling uphill for getting on for an hour. The descent was terrifying, especially as I over cooked one corner and narrowly avoided a rather steep drop.
Rock climbing the next day. It was strangely enjoyable.
The weather in the Pyrenees was a bit iffy, so on to the Spanish side we went. Surprisingly, it wasn't much warmer, but we stayed a a couple of cracking places.
I'd not got the rods out since we set out, but had plans to change that in the coming week......
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