Where's Bertie? He's in the station car park at Liérganes. There is an official Aire here, but it is currently covered in a huge pile of the stone chunks that are used as the railway bed (Exact location: 43.34484, -3.74180).
Weather: Sunny with some high level cloud. Warm (around 23 degrees this afternoon).
A very pleasant run along the promenade this morning (together today, rather than our usual tag-team scenario), and a leisurely breakfast, was followed by the programming of the SatNav to take us to Lidl. We could have stopped as we passed yesterday afternoon, but so as to have bread and croissant fresh on the day we would eat them, we deferred until this morning. Seeing, as we approached, that the car park (which has been heaving every other time we have passed) was empty, as was that of the other supermarket next door, it didn't take a genius to work out that it must be a public holiday. Google soon confirmed: All Saints Day is a national holiday in Spain. Having been caught out by public holidays so many times in various countries, we really ought to be more organised in checking out the relevant dates before we venture to foreign places.
After the initial ridiculous panic of "We've got no bread, what are we going to have for lunch?", I did a mental inventory and reassured myself that we have enough food to keep us going for a week and we can, in fact, manage just fine without bread. As it went, we didn't need to. As we approached Liérganes I spotted an open Carrefour Express in enough time to direct Mick into the car park.
Based purely on the information in our 'All the Aires' book, we wouldn't have come here, but I also make extensive use of the Park4Night App and the reviews on there were good - particularly the one that referred to it being an excellent area for walking.
An information board in the car park lists twelve local walking routes (although the Tourist Office was only able to supply information about three of them, two of which are short town tours), which suggests that we could keep ourselves happy here for a few days. Moreover, we both took an immediate liking to the town. It's only small, with a particularly nice old town, but the whole place is very well presented and, well, just nice.
The Eildon Hills of Liérganes?
There's a local legend associated with this chap, who apparently disappeared into the river then was fished out alive five years later.
It's also heaving today. We arrived early enough that the car park was only half full, so even though half of it (including the motorhome parking area) is currently closed off and covered with a mountain of stones, we had no problem finding a suitable spot for Bertie. That has all changed now as the whole world apparently wants to be in town for the holiday. As I write at least two or three cars per minute are arriving in the over-full car park, searching in vain for somewhere to squeeze their vehicles. It's just like when we were in Girona last year during their two early-December public holidays. I'm sure that tomorrow it will be a nice peaceful place.
We stopped for drinks at the bar with the umbrellas outside, as visible in this shot, and they came with free tapas.
I don't think this building would look much out of place in the Peak District.
Weather: Sunny with some high level cloud. Warm (around 23 degrees this afternoon).
A very pleasant run along the promenade this morning (together today, rather than our usual tag-team scenario), and a leisurely breakfast, was followed by the programming of the SatNav to take us to Lidl. We could have stopped as we passed yesterday afternoon, but so as to have bread and croissant fresh on the day we would eat them, we deferred until this morning. Seeing, as we approached, that the car park (which has been heaving every other time we have passed) was empty, as was that of the other supermarket next door, it didn't take a genius to work out that it must be a public holiday. Google soon confirmed: All Saints Day is a national holiday in Spain. Having been caught out by public holidays so many times in various countries, we really ought to be more organised in checking out the relevant dates before we venture to foreign places.
After the initial ridiculous panic of "We've got no bread, what are we going to have for lunch?", I did a mental inventory and reassured myself that we have enough food to keep us going for a week and we can, in fact, manage just fine without bread. As it went, we didn't need to. As we approached Liérganes I spotted an open Carrefour Express in enough time to direct Mick into the car park.
Based purely on the information in our 'All the Aires' book, we wouldn't have come here, but I also make extensive use of the Park4Night App and the reviews on there were good - particularly the one that referred to it being an excellent area for walking.
An information board in the car park lists twelve local walking routes (although the Tourist Office was only able to supply information about three of them, two of which are short town tours), which suggests that we could keep ourselves happy here for a few days. Moreover, we both took an immediate liking to the town. It's only small, with a particularly nice old town, but the whole place is very well presented and, well, just nice.
The Eildon Hills of Liérganes?
There's a local legend associated with this chap, who apparently disappeared into the river then was fished out alive five years later.
It's also heaving today. We arrived early enough that the car park was only half full, so even though half of it (including the motorhome parking area) is currently closed off and covered with a mountain of stones, we had no problem finding a suitable spot for Bertie. That has all changed now as the whole world apparently wants to be in town for the holiday. As I write at least two or three cars per minute are arriving in the over-full car park, searching in vain for somewhere to squeeze their vehicles. It's just like when we were in Girona last year during their two early-December public holidays. I'm sure that tomorrow it will be a nice peaceful place.
We stopped for drinks at the bar with the umbrellas outside, as visible in this shot, and they came with free tapas.
I don't think this building would look much out of place in the Peak District.
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