Monday, September 14, 2015

Day 18-20: Interlude in Alacant - Catching up on photos

I've temporarily stepped off the bike since a couple of days back. The trip is still on, of course, but at the moment more via car and foot, as I'm still visiting my parents in Santa Pola.
 Apart from socializing and sigtseeing, this is also sort of a service stop. Found a KTM dealer in Crevillent and went there friday to get some break pads for the front. Should be in tomorrow, so then it's time for a swap and the long awaited oil change as well. The pads weren't actually that bad, but as I'll be riding quite a lot in the mountains from next week on I might as well change them when I have the chance.
There has been some other small fixes as well, like horn, auxillary light switch etc. but overall the bike has coped well with the trip so far.
Yesterday we had a look at an archeological dig in El Campello, a small peninsula where people have lived since some 6000 years back. Not done too much of swimming the mediterranean yet though, but that'll change today.
Looking through maps and the internet (yes, I do some planning ahead when I can), I've now come up with a game plan for Andalucia. It looks to be a lot of mountains, which can be fun. When it comes to campsites, most of them seems to be situated between 20-40 km outside of the cities I'd like to visit. This is a bit of a bugger, as I'll be forced to drive the bike to town each day, most likely. Was hoping for walks or possibly local buses, to avoid having to park in city centers leaving my gear unguarded. It'll sort itself eventually I suppose. Also learnt that at least Alhambra only have a limited number of tickets per day available, so might be in for a bit of waiting before I'm admitted. Well, nothing much to do about that. I've not ridden this far to turn back at the gates...
Finally, managed to upload some of the pictures from my regular camera, so here comes some flashbacks of the events from previous month.

Hamburg
Miniatur Wunderland
Small train station...
...with small passengers
Someone forgot to order the truck?
Wewelsburg dungeon, where the witches were kept
Wewelsburg, inside Wewelsburg
Medieval carpentry
More carpentry in Wewelsburg
Zell
Chartres
111 meters to the left top
Enchanted light
Masonry inside the cathedral...
...and outside
Main altar
Streets of Chartres
Point du Hoc
US Rangers memorial plates
Omaha beach
Assault bridge, Normady
Suddenly Mont St Michel just was there
From monastery towards mainland
Water cistern, but can't really say what the bird did there
Mont St Michel cathedral
At one time Mont St Michel was used as prison. This is the wheel the convicts had to work, to haul up their own food
Monastery and cathedral spire
Contemplating by the seaside
(Mont St Michel is a functioning monastery again, as of 1969)
Roscoff
Fully loaded crabfishing boat
Low tide...
No trees, all Rodhodendron, Heligan
Inside the Rodhodendrons
Pigeons and their home
Strolling Heligan
Been here for some time
Crossing in the jungle
Jungle pond
The flower garden
The winery
Cosy home for the bees
The Mayflower steps, Plymouth
Marine lab and castle, Plymouth
Typical spanish gas station
In the mountains
Stove for roman baths, Le Campello
(sort of a roman sauna stove)
The mediterranean
A day at the beach
Mums and Dads place...
...having a gate with grapes

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Experiences and conclusions, so far

A few things that have gone through my mind, during many hours on the bike. If anyone should find something useful, I'm only happy to share what little I know!
  • On a bike, never ever dip your headlights during daytime!
    Many car drivers, especially in France and Spain, seems to look for the light rather than the bike. Keeping the headlight on full beam assures you've done your best to be seen.
    No one will get blinded during daytime by this and also no one I've met seems to have been annoyed by it. In fact most bike drivers run like this throughout Europe
  • In Germany, navigate by road numbers. The signs are very good and knowing the number of the road you want to go will always work
  • Not so in France. The road number will not work until you are on that actual road. Instead, here the navigation goes by name of next village down that road. Most often a village that is too small to turn up on large scale maps...
  • In Spain, as in England, whichever of the strategies above work, as they show both road number and (in Spain) next big town on that road
  • In France you get one, and only one, sign pointing you in the direction of wherever you want to go. As long as there are no other signs, you are supposed to just stay on the same road. Next sign will show up only next time you are supposed to turn, change road etc. There can be quite some time and a lot in between, before this happens. Also, the longer it is in between these signs, the smaller the second sign seems to be...
  • France is big
  • Spain is big
  • Check you bike daily for leaks, odd noises, everything being tightly fit, oil level and also grease the chain every night before getting to bed. This way the grease gets a chance to set a bit overnight and things doesn't get quite as messy as they otherwise would
  • Don't set out from home with an annoying fault on the bike hoping it will sort out. It never does, but rather only gets worse (in my case a glitch in the 12V/USB charging converter)
  • Plan for time, not for distance. It is the time that takes it's toll and when your hours have gone, you will have gotten as far as you get and that's it
  • Derived from the above, if you are camping and don't have pre-booked arrangements, start looking for a campsite already a couple of hours ahead of deadline for the day. You might end up going shorter than you had hoped for, but the alternative is not having somewhere to stay over night (which to me at least is worse)
  • Remember to check for hostels as well. It might actually be cheaper getting a bed overnight than pitching a tent, as most campsites charge by number of persons and rent for tent space
  • On ferrys, stay and oversee that your bike gets strapped down correctly. The crew have an interest in your bike not falling over and creating a mess, not in your bike being whole when the journey is over...
There will probably be more popping into mind over the next days or so, in which case I will add to this list. So, if interrested, stay tuned!

Day 16: Nuevalos - Santa Pola, 523 km

A long day. It is actually not the distance that takes it toll, but the time. I've said it before I think, but as I try to ride backroads, it does take some extra time. For the final leg before arriving at my parents, I did both. First some very nice a twisty little roads down to Teruel and then basically transport for 250 km. Last 80 km on dual carriageway was very much an exercise in stubborness.
Before that though, among others, a tour through Sierra de Albarracin. Starting out in a dense pine forrest some 1650 meters above sea level, entering a pass and then a very narrow single lane meandering all the way down to 6-700 meters level, over only 30 km. Very steep, very beutiful and very slow driving Thanks dad for the tip!
I possibly should have stayed overnight att Albarracin, but wanting to finalise the last stretch I continued. Only to be greeted by a 16 km absolutely straight road. After some 6 km there was a crossing and after another 4 km a small viaduct. Otherwise nothing. At all. Fascinating.
Now I'm safely arrived to the mediterranean, after a 3846 km ride. This is some 1000 km more than shortest route according to google. If you want to go short, don't detour via England. :-)
Here I'll spend some time with my parents, swimming the ocean, doing excursions and in general taking care of me and the bike. Of course there will also be some planning for the next stage, drawing up the details for Andalucia, which I'll probably enter in some 10 days or so.
Setting out from Nuevalos...

...and getting into the mountains again

Highlands, before next gorge

Gaining some altitude...
...to reach the top of Sierra de Albarracin

Small road with steep sides (pic doesn't tell the story here actually!)

Coming from the pine forrest...

...and continuing downwards


Suddenly the road got wide. Like regular one lane road wide...

End of day a well deserved beer in Alicante

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Day 15: Laredo - Nuevalos, 437 km.

Today I've driven the absolutely best tarmac roads of my life. Intertwined with some quite boring transports. Someone in Spain sure knows how to make straight roads...
Goal for the day was to cross the Pyrenees and get as far south towards Alicante as possible. Achieved that, but still could not avoid a slight feeling of disappointment when I opened the map, just to realise I'm only half way there.
Still,  the Pyrenees and other mountain roads more than make up for that! I'd go as far as to say the roads are right out dangerous. The sights are so lovely I find it hard from time to time to concentrate on driving along these serpentines. A cliff towering above and nothingness below. It was like driving through the floating mountains of Pandora (from the film Avatar).
Hopefully,  tomorrow brings more of these lovely sights, as I start out for the last leg before seeing mum and dad.
Entering the Pyrenees

On top of Spain, sort of at least

Clouds rolling in

Hard to concentrate here...

A well earned meal for Trüdl