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Tuesday, 20 February 2018
Last Lap
With the relative costs of fuel in mind we debated whether to refill the tank in France or wait until the UK. In the end we decided on a cut-off figure and went to Auchan to check - right on the borderline! So to save time in the UK we refilled anyway and as it turned out it was a tad cheaper than the UK but not a lot. Of course we had to pop into the hypermarket for "last minute" things but we were only killing time before wandering round to Citie Europe and settling in for the rest of the day. More vans joined us later until there were about 15 overnighting.
A very early start Friday morning, we didn't bother with breakfast, instead hoping for an earlier train. A good move because once we'd got Jamie's passport checked, we went straight through check-in and direct to the train for an hour early departure - excellent! Once across we stopped at the Stop 24 service area and treated ourselves to a full English so that we wouldn't have to bother about stopping for lunch.
As it happened we had an excellent run home, pausing for a comfort stop and a snack at Grantham, in nice sunshine, it only clouding over for the last hour or so. Cuppa then unload, we'll give Bertie a quick clean and wash tomorrow, ready for next weekend when we're going to Mum's for her 90th Birthday.
A very early start Friday morning, we didn't bother with breakfast, instead hoping for an earlier train. A good move because once we'd got Jamie's passport checked, we went straight through check-in and direct to the train for an hour early departure - excellent! Once across we stopped at the Stop 24 service area and treated ourselves to a full English so that we wouldn't have to bother about stopping for lunch.
As it happened we had an excellent run home, pausing for a comfort stop and a snack at Grantham, in nice sunshine, it only clouding over for the last hour or so. Cuppa then unload, we'll give Bertie a quick clean and wash tomorrow, ready for next weekend when we're going to Mum's for her 90th Birthday.
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Although it's been a pleasant enough trip we haven't enjoyed it as much as we usually do, probably due to having to cut it short, a couple of disappointments and the cold weather, which of course is not unusual being in Spain/Portugal a lot earlier than previous trips. We were both glad to be home.
As usual there are a couple of minor maintenance jobs to sort out before our next big venture. At the moment the plan is Italy late March/early April but there are other factors to be considered, so as they say "watch this space".
Wednesday, 14 February 2018
Heading for Home
A cold misty morn
turned into another lovely day as we headed north (eventually, got a
little lost again!) over the hills into Spain, with a degree of
nerves as the fuel gauge was reading very low – we hadn't wanted to
refuel in Portugal as it was much cheaper in Spain. It wasn't too far
to the first fuel station, but it had no fuel! TomTom told us there
was another in about 15km so we had little choice but to drive very
carefully and fortunately we made it, although we calculated we had
less than 3 litres left – a bit too close that.
A more or less direct
route had us heading for Palencia so we took the opportunity of
refilling with gas on the way also stopping off in a layby for lunch
in a small village. This part of Spain is very flat and not very
interesting but at least the roads, for the most part, were good and
we made excellent time. We had stopped at the aire in Palencia on our
very first “snowbirding” trip and found it had been increased in
capacity although there were actually only a handful of vans using
it.
Being quite close to
the centre, another time we would have had a walk in to explore but
we were on a fairly tight schedule so after another very cold and
frosty start we set course for Burgos. Now able to make use of the
autovias we made good time, passing Vittoria and lunching at a
service area. We had hoped that we might make San Sebastion by
tonight (Saturday) and it all looked good, although some 50km before
San Sebastion we encountered quite a lot of lying snow, gradually
getting worse although the roads were clear – witness snow ploughs
sitting on standby at every major junction!
We've mentioned before
that most of mainland Spain is on a high plateau but San Sebastion
is, of course, at sea level so we found ourselves falling off the
edge as it were. Obviously due to the descent into warmer
(relatively!) air the snow disappeared and after asking TomTom to
take us to the parking area we had used on the way out we found
ourselves following a very full and fast flowing river down a narrow
and winding valley road. We're sure it would have been quicker to use
the motorway..........
But anyway we got there
and settled down for a quiet evening, well pleased we were on
schedule. Unfortunately there was some kind of party going on in the
town and the riverside path we were next to was obviously a main
walking route to/from a local housing area and it was well after
midnight before we got any peace!
Sunday dawned grey and
drizzly although not quite as cold as the last couple of nights.
After our traditional Sunday breakfast we went looking for fuel
before crossing into France, where it was currently more expensive
than at home. That done we headed for the motorway, deciding that for
this section it was worth using the toll roads, both in Spain (cheap)
and in France (not so cheap) as far as Bordeaux. After lunch and past
Bordeaux the weather dried up into a bright afternoon and it soon
became clear that another of our outbound stops, at Montguyon, was an
obvious choice for a stopover. Nobody else using it so a peaceful
night, again very cold.
Although we had no need
to rush, our objective now was to get as far north as reasonably
quickly as we could so our day was spent following our usual route
through France with Chateaudun as our target for tonight. Nothing
remarkable although after their enforced “day off” all the trucks
were back on the road and we passed several long lines, taking care
whenever the satnav announced a speed camera as technically we were
limited to their speed. We don't think we were caught...........
Navigated through Tours
surprisingly easily, having usually encountered delays here, and
arrived at Chateaudun where there was plenty of room. We did look
carefully at the adjacent river Loir (no “e”) as it was running
very high and fast and had broken its banks outside the village, but
there didn't appear to be any danger for now. After a cuppa Terry
changed a battery in one of the tyre pressure sensors which had
started giving spurious warnings – they had to be spurious because
there is no way the pressure should be quickly increasing whilst the
temperature was decreasing! We had paused for a visual check but all
seemed okay. This became an irritant for the rest of the way home so
it looks like a replacement sensor will be necessary.
Tuesday was our
critical day as we needed to be at Le Crotoy by tonight so we could
get Jamie into the vet for his passport stamp tomorrow and there be
sufficient time before we could re-enter the UK. So after yet another
cold frosty start we were back on our normal route, heading for
Rouen, lunchtime and Pont de L'Arche coinciding again. Once clear of
Rouen and onto the non-toll motorway it started to snow quite heavily
in gusty wind making driving somewhat tiring, but we persevered and
by Abbeville, where we turned off, it had stopped and the sky was
clearing.
We'd actually made
better time than we had hoped and, as the vet was only a few minutes
from Le Crotoy, we thought we'd go there first. Happily we were
welcomed in straight away (to the sound, apparently, of “lots and
lots of baby dogs” being born in the next surgery – we wondered
what the squeaking was!) and 10 minutes later we were headed back to
Le Crotoy.
Although one of our
favourite stops, the motorhome parking is fairly exposed and the wind
was still fairly strong, and cold, off the sea. There were only a
handful of vans parked up and we debated if we could find a more
sheltered place within easy distance. In the end we decided to stay,
parking alongside a couple of others hoping for at least a little
shelter. Then another Dutch couple decided to leave and very kindly
offered us their ticket, which had until lunchtime tomorrow on it.
Another free night – we haven't paid for a pitch since our first
night in Portugal.
It was a cold and
drafty evening with the heating turned up and extra ties on the
insulating screens but eventually the wind died down and next morning
was bright and sunny – but still very cold!
We were in no rush now
but not having been able to refill the water tank for a few days
(always a problem at this time of year) we went looking and managed
to find a working service point up the road at Le Touquet. We also
refilled the gas bottles, one having run out as we were using the
heating quite extensively.
With our train booked
for early on Friday we now had some time to kill so not needing
anything else we headed for another favourite stopover, at Wissant,
for tonight. We'll head on up to Calais tomorrow, possibly refuelling
on the way, and overnight at Citie Europe, close to the Eurotunnel.
Thursday, 8 February 2018
Portugal
We've decided Las Dunas
campsite at El Puerto de Santa Maria is probably our favourite place
in Spain; it's got everything we need, a nice town within easy
walking distance and a huge sandy beach for Jamie. We'd stay here
longer but time is starting to press so we must move on but which
way? The weather forecast showed most of Spain threatened with snow
and very cold temperatures whereas Portugal looked dry and a bit
warmer.
So we departed Las
Dunas on Tuesday (6th Feb) and headed north towards
Seville – no matter which way we would have to go via Seville.
Almost there we could see clouds thickening to the north and east
whereas west was clear so a quick decision was made to head to
Portugal and we were soon driving around a very busy Seville ring
road and heading for Huelva and the border.
Pausing to get a “toll
road ticket”, for use should we stray onto a toll road, we
immediately headed for the coast and quickly realised that so had a
lot of other motorhomes! First aire was full so we headed to the big
one at Villa Real de San Antonio for a quick look see, really
preferring to move further west but knowing everything within range
was also very popular. That too was pretty full but looked to have a
few spaces so we pulled in and got one of the last – glad we did
too because after us was a steady stream of hopefuls who were turned
away.
Wednesday our decision
was to either head further west and go north along the coast or just
go from here. With limited time we chose to leave the Algarve for now
and instead go up through the Alentejo region, an attractive wooded
and hilly country which bordered Spain. So we set off into another
beautiful, if cool, sunny day and basically just drove, enjoying the
journey with no destination in mind. Portugal away from the coast is
definitely worth exploring. However we were practical enough to make
sure our route had a selection of stopovers and once we'd had enough
we dropped into a traditional village just off the main road. We
found a dedicated parking area with basic facilities and almost empty
so picked a spot and settled for the night, expecting it to be a cold
one.
Which it was, the
downside of course of clear skies at this time of year. We were okay
although we had to watch gas consumption because we were into the
second bottle. On arrival we had spoken to a Scottish couple who had
just come from Salamanca on their way to the Algarve and they had
suffered poor weather with freezing conditions. So it was a fairly
easy decision to stay in Portugal as long as we practically could and
so we planned our day accordingly, always bearing in mind our time
constraints and the fact we'd have to cross Spain somewhere!
But despite Portugal
being the poor neighbour, it does have a good network of roads and we
had no difficulty keeping in the right direction. Generally we kept
to the main roads, which are of a good standard, although
occasionally there were stretches of quite ordinary road and
occasionally we encountered quite a lot of lorry traffic. At one
point we also managed to slip onto a toll motorway – now Portugal
would much rather you used these roads so they often do not bother to
signpost alternative routes and unless you're paying full attention
it's quite easy. However once committed we decided to carry on, it
not being expensive and we had the advantage of speed and perhaps a
small fuel saving too. It's just the principal of the thing!
Perusal of our “aires”
book showed a selection of places, ending in an attractive looking
stopover at Braganca, right in the top right hand corner of Portugal
– you can't go any further without crossing into Spain. Although it
looked to be a long drive, it was definitely achievable within our
normal day so we set the TomTom and were led to a lovely little
parking area just below the castle with good views over the town and
surrounding area. Plus we had it to ourselves although there was
plenty of room.
Certainly it had been a
long day, the longest drive we've done since leaving the UK, but now
we're slightly ahead of our planned schedule so tomorrow (Friday) we
can cross into Spain and hopefully keep clear of any poor weather
still hanging around.
Saturday, 3 February 2018
Looking for Some Sun
Area Malaga Beach
turned out to be quite popular and with a high turnover
too. Yes, there were quite a few who were obviously staying for a while, but every morning many vans departed and then shortly after
lunch the place filled up again with a new set of motorhomes. The
weather was generally fine until Sunday when rain showers started
rolling in from the east and quite suddenly a strong wind got up,
increasing over quite a short time to gale force, enough to cause us
to add some tiedowns to the front insulating screens. The sea state
also picked up quite quickly too until there some serious breakers
hitting the beach – no danger to us as we were a few rows back and
anyway the site was reasonably elevated. Looked
impressive though.
But we were now getting
itchy feet again and as we were getting a bit low on gas decided on a
change of scenery so Monday saw us on the road to Malaga. The gas
station we were headed for wasn't there but Bren spotted another
close by and we filled up before getting lost (again) trying to find
our way back to the main road. TomTom to the rescue and we were on
the A7 – Autovia de la Mediterrane – following the coast and
watching the still heavy seas breaking on the beaches, rocks,
harbours etc. etc. This made us think of perhaps heading inland so
after a quick lunch stop we chose an aire we had used before at
Castellar de la Frontera.
Castellar is really
just a dormitory town, about 10km inland from Algeciras, all painted
white as in the Pueblas Blancas - “white villages” which abound
in this area. However this particular large village is quite modern
but with few facilities, although it does have a sizeable aire with
water and waste disposal for free.Really can't think what advantage
to the village it is but happy nevertheless to take advantage. We did
buy a couple of baguettes though.
Our intention was to
stay a couple of days and wait for the weather to settle down, it
being quite sheltered here. So we stayed put for 3 nights doing very
little, just watching the comings and goings while checking the
progress of some old friends who we learned were approaching the
area. After 3 nights they were not yet nearby so needing some
shopping we headed down to Palomes Centre Commerciale near Algeciras,
our usual jumping off spot for Morocco.
Once done we thought
we'd try the campsite just outside La Linea and close to Gibraltar
for a couple of days. Unfortunately they do not accept dogs so a
rethink found us back at Palomes for an overnight stop, simply
because we couldn't be bothered to go anywhere else! There has been a
number of changes but the place is still full of motorhomes
overnighting so we joined them.
The weather was now
starting to recover so we went back to Castellar to await our
friends. However once there we learned they were still some way away
and wouldn't be arriving until after we needed to be heading home. So after one very cold and frosty night we continued along the coast in
now glorious sunshine with superb views of the Straights of Gibraltar
and Morocco.
Discussing our plans
for heading home we thought a few days on a good site before making
serious progress would be nice and as the weather seemed to be
holding we elected to try our old favourite, Las Dunas, at El Puerto
de Santa Maria just north of Cadiz. TomTom took us round the back of
Cadiz but then straight through the middle of El Puerto, not really
the best approach but we managed without causing too much mayhem!
The receptionist could
accommodate us so we booked for 3 nights and were allocated a
spacious pitch with plenty of sunshine, albeit right in a corner. We later met a Brit couple who must have
arrived just after us and had been given, basically, a bit of grass
by the side of the road. Personally I would have rejected it and I
think that's what they were going to do.
But the real positive
was that the sun was out, there was little breeze and we could get
the chairs out for a couple of hours rays at last! Then later the
closeby sandy beach was just made for Jamie to run about on, wearing
himself out!
Friday, 26 January 2018
Change of Plan
We had been looking
forward to seeing June and Derek again and this obviously was a bit
of a disappointment. They did however give us an explanation so we
wished them the very best and had a re-think.
The weather forecast
was okay, we weren't in need of anything and it was a nice site so we
decided to stay put for a few days. The local Spaniards went home
after their weekend break so the site was even quieter – just
chillout and relax..........
And so it was for the
next few days. We took the opportunity of catching up on the washing
etc. but staying for long in one place is anathema to us so Thursday
we checked out and headed west again. First call was at the Al Campo
hypermarket (Spanish Auchan) to do a re-stock of goodies; we didn't
need a lot but didn't really have much idea of where we were going to
be over the weekend.
As it happened we had
an eye on an aire at Rincon de la Victoria which had been mentioned
on the MotorhomeFun forum as having been re-opened after a licencing
problem, so we set TomTom and went for a look. Getting close we
realised that we had tried to get in here last year with Derek and
June but it was full – and it was again! Not to worry, we had other
ideas although the (English) proprietress suggested another just
outside Malaga. Not in our aires book, we found it on Campercontact,
another excellent reference source and went for
a look.
First glance, it was
crowded but a closer look revealed an almost new facility with proper
marked bays and all the facilities we needed but at a much more
reasonable price so we decided to give it a try. Check-in was a bit
of a farce, but it turned out they were using a computerised check-in
system for the first time and it was not yet perfect. Not to worry,
they gave us one of the last remaining pitches, a couple of rows back
from the beachfront, and we settled in. A queue of vans had built up
behind us while we were checking in and we're pretty sure they didn't
all get in – glad we didn't stop for lunch along the way.
Area Malaga Beach is
just on the western edge of Rincon de la Victoria, close enough for a
short stroll into the town, which we did the following day. Malaga is
only a couple of miles along the coast but we've been there so won't
bother this time. Okay, this is just a glorified carpark but we've
got enough room to put the chairs out and get some sunshine. The
beach is dog-friendly for a change and Jamie got a taste of it almost
immediately. This'll do us for a few days.
We haven't bothered
much with photos this trip but there are a few – I'll get them off
the camera/phone and upload a couple later.
Monday, 22 January 2018
Valencia Southbound
Wednesday saw us up a
bit earlier than usual as we were moving on. After our usual routine
we headed back up to Valencia to pick up the A7 autovia for the run
down to Alicante as we saw no point in flogging down the, admittedly
pretty, coast road around Javea, Benidorm and the like, having no
intention of stopping off there.
Needing to restock the
larder we were watching for supermarkets and at Alcoy we followed
signs to a Carrefour where we spent an hour filling a trolley with
essentials plus, of course, lots of “nice to try” things. We are
supposed to be on holiday you know! Lunch in the carpark then
onwards. We picked out a commercial aire we had used before, just
south of Alicante near La Marina, which was a nice distance.
Unfortunately we now discovered that, indeed, it was very busy on the
Spanish costas and both sites there were full.
No worries, several
more options and we shortly identified quite a large campsite we'd
stayed at 3 years ago. Deciding to investigate they did have pitches
for the next few days, but we'd have to keep changing. As it was
getting late we elected to take a one-nighter and move on tomorrow
and settled in the only spot left next to the services, which wasn't
actually any bother. A cuppa then take Jamie to the “beach”
before tea and relax.
Moving on the next day
(18th) we had no particular destination in mind so
followed the coast road into Cartagena, ending up in the port area.
With no real thoughts about stopping here we sort of got a little
lost so Bren fired up Nellie (the netbook) to help us navigate our
way out. We weren't far out so carried on the coast road which now
became a bit mountainous but with great scenery so, finding a bit of
a pull off, we stopped for lunch. More researching found us a couple
of commercial aires a bit off the beaten track about an hour along
the road so we thought we'd suss them out. We already knew they'd be
basic and the first looked okay with plenty of room. The next was
somewhat closer to a village and the coast and was basically just a
gravelled area looked after by a very friendly old guy who apparently
sits there all day, doing a bit of tidying up where necessary. No
electric but water and waste disposal so we found a pitch with full
sun all day and settled in for a couple of days.
Friday saw a somewhat
dull day but not cold so we took Jamie for a walk into the village
and the beach. Not a lot there, just a couple of cafe/bars and a
somewhat scruffy beach so wandered back to the site where we were
subsequently joined by a couple of Brit vans with whom we had a good
natter.
But with the time
approaching when we were to meet our friends somewhat further down
the coast we needed to get some kilometres on the clock, so after
breakfast and servicing the van Saturday saw us joining the non-toll
A7 motorway in bright sunshine again. From here on the A7 provides a
fast route along the coast as far as Algeciras, giving us a good
choice of places to meet up. A diversion into Almeria to find a
supermarket became a disaster when we got completely lost, obviously
having missed the signs. We did eventually work our way to a
Carrefour but, as is quite common in these climes, all the parking
was beneath metal sun shelters, far too low for us, and being
Saturday any other parking was out of the question. So we found our
way back to the motorway and a few miles further on found another
Carrefour we could get into and which also had a fuel station.
Lunch, refuel and more
motorway miles until we approached Motril where our friends were
aiming to meet the coast. Although we would have again preferred an
aire, there were none within easy distance so Bren found a couple of
ACSI campsites and, having already passed the first, headed for the
second. Missing a well-disguised entrance, we tried again and found
Don Cactus at Carchena, quite a large site with chalets and a lot of
“permanent” units but with lots of space towards the back. Found
a sunny spot with, for a change, all services on each pitch, and our
plan was to stay a couple of nights and arrange a place to meet up
with Derek and June. Settled in okay but later in the evening
suddenly all the lights went out in the van! Nothing obvious although
Terry suspected a fuse but it was close to bedtime and we had a
couple of working lights plus torches so decided to investigate in
the morning.
Sunday morning, our
usual Full English Breakfast, then found all the lights were working
again – hmmm! A bit of checking found nothing amiss so we'll just
have to see if it happens again. So after clearing up we took Jamie
onto the beach for a good run about. He seems to be losing his fear
of the sea, every time taking his ball and dropping it in the
water.........
Back to the van for a
cuppa and check emails etc. and there was a message from June &
Derek. They were having to return to the UK and wouldn't now be
joining us...................
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