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day 49 Tremp

semi-overcast

distance: 82km
Total ascent: 1372m
Hours in the saddle: 3hrs 50
Terrain: 2 half mountains, then along a lake.

Two beers down and I am still struggling to write today's post...I can't really remember today very much at all. Not really sure why, it wasn't a bad day or anything, there is just nothing much in my head. Even writing the terrain part required intense concentration to remember and even now I am not sure that's actually right....

I remember leaving Castejon, straight onto the climb. I remember getting overtaken by a guy who was dancing so light on his peddles I think he was doing this and probably 5 other climbs before breakfast without even breaking a sweat. I noticed I had more layers on than him which made me happy then made me wonder why and question the correctness of my choice of apparel.

I remember, aside from the climbs, always being near water..either a mountain stream or lake, which I like. Rain too. I didn't out run it today.

I remember the 'sprinting' for the Puerto, or rather now the Col, signs thing is still going strong.

And that's about it. Quite odd feeling having very little memory of what you did all day...I wouldn't mind if it had been after quite a few beers but....

Anyway ..Tremp..where I am staying.. seems nice. Small but interesting. It is confusing me with the Catalan though..after getting to grips with the Spanish thing, kinda, its all up in the air with a new language and one that has more in common with French. Time to try switch languages in the brain me thinks.

Weather is set for a down turn again, tomorrow is same as the last few days but Monday is storms. So tweaking the plan slightly so that I don't have to ride that day. It will also give me a chance to make myself more ....presentable aka less smelly and tired (mwhahahahahaha fat chance) for the trip across the border and the start of the mid phase of this trip.

Side note on amusing place names:
- down the road is a place called Gurp
-yesterday there was a village called Gavin, with a campsite..Camp Gavin, and a hotel/restaurant..Hotel Gavin, House of Ham
- near the Pico's de Europa, there were several Poo towns

See.. this is what hours and hours of being on you bike does to your mentality! These amuse me no end, for hours. And to note this is the 'higher' level of the entertainment, there are, I regret to say, far worse...

Posted by louisebenn 10:27 Archived in Spain

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