Day three

After day two we've managed to get a grand total of 220km out of Santander along the north coast. We took the motorways along the coast and broke away across the country at Ribadeo via Lugo to Santiago. We made good overall progress to Santiago, picket the nearest of two local campsites and followed our GPS's to it. The temperature was in the 30's, so we signed in drove around and found one suitable site with power point and enough shade for both tents, just to discover that the powebox was dead.

We decided to move on and went back to the office for a refund. Just as we finished explaining and got the refund we heard the dreaded sound of breaking glass and bouncing and banging. My bike fell over and knocked over Pat's bike too and his bike falling oven on a green dustbin and all of this on a steep hill.

We picked up my bike, left wing mirror broke off and shattered, Pats's crashbar bent in, green pain marks and scratches on the visor and our spirits damped and moods sullen. We spend a couple of minutes checking everything over and left with a heavy mood for the next site.

After driving up and down trying to turn left where the GPS is guiding me where there is no road we eventually arrive at camp two. At least the chap had excellent English. The camp looked very reasonable, but when we eventually driven all the way to he site we were given it was even worse than the previous one. Right on top of the hill, no trees or shade, dusty and exposed from all sides. Pat wanted to pack up and go home.

It was approaching six p.m. now so we decided to push on 35km more to the coast.

The camp on the coast was better, had good showers and facilities and we decided to sleep for two night, do our washing and fix the bikes and just take a break.

We pitched our tents, took a shower, had another interesting "point to the menu" dinner consisting of a chewy steak, two baked eggs, roasted peppers and chips, and turned in for the night.