With the sun shining Lynn decided to do some washing, which sounds simple but entailed interpreting instructions from a German lady and Lynn having a ride in a golf buggy driven by a guy who thinks he’s Alonso!
After breakfast we went to explore the village on our bikes, Its similar to Bicknacre with a church and school as well as a small shop where we stocked up for a few days. It also has at least four banks? The Spanish do seem to have lots of banks a lot of which seem to be region ones?
In the afternoon Lynn and I set out on the bikes to ride along the coast. The beach is made up of small pebbles but is long and clean with showers and wooden paths dotted along it. We passed a couple of motorhomes wild camping on the beach, one next to a sign saying it was forbidden! At the far end was a lovely secluded bay and a large residential area.
Whilst we were enjoying the views I thought I could hear something, yes air hissing out of my front tyre. We found it had been caused by a sharp thorn, so moved to a bench and began to remove the tyre. The repairs went easily enough, but as we were leaving we found my rear tyre was totally flat and had more of the thorns in it. Both of Lynns tyres also had them in but hadn’t punctured yet. Needless to say it was not so straight forward a job as we hoped and eventually did the best we could and made a hasty retreat back towards the van! We nearly made it before Lynns tyre got too flat so we had to walk the last bit. I think new inner tubes are needed as the current ones look like patchwork quilts!
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