Ponferrada – Sarria
89.83km, 7hrs 26mins, 2246m total
climb
Was a bit of as
later start as I had control of the alarm clock this morning and
turned it off after the first ring. We had the usual breakfast and
packed up the tent in some light rain. Today was going to be another
hilly one, or rather had one large hill in the middle of the ride. We
were going up to just over 1300m from a start of 450m.
The weather was OK
in the beginning, just a strong headwind again (top tip – if you
cycle through Europe, do it in the opposite direction to us just for
this reason). The first part of the cycle was ok, passing alongside a
lot of other pilgrims setting off from various Auberges in various
villages along the route. There were a couple of characters like an
old guy wearing 3 pairs of glasses and sporting a multicoloured
backpack adorned with various tat he had picked up. He was going well
though. Shouted “Forza, forza!!” and “Patatas, Patatas!!” at
us to spur us on (Patatas = Potatoes = Cojones = Balls). We also
passed a few other touring cyclists in groups again, and one was the
original Spanish bunch from the top of the mountain! They were
laughing when they saw us and I think the full team had regained the
strength to carry on. Bon Camino Senors.
We started
climbing as we left the main road, and the pilgrims got more
plentiful also. We were cycling up through a pretty forested gorge,
where the Autovia passed overhead on great spans of concrete. It was
a tough old slog, and the weather was a bit on and off, but a very
enjoyable push.
As we got closer
to the top, the weather also closed in around us. We got colder. The
pilgrims wore more clothes now. We passed one old American guy and
then he re-passed us as we stopped to take a picture and have some
drinks and breakfast biscuits (great for cyclist energy food), and he
said that he was ready for the day to finish already, and that he was
looking forward to the hot bath!
At the top it was
bad weather. We stopped seeing cyclists and pilgrims (how do they
only appear when the road and weather is so good?) apart from one committed Spanish guy. The mist/cloud was so deep you couldn’t see
to far at all. I was struggling today. Felt empty and for once in my
life actually felt cold. Johanna was much better, didn’t seem so
cold.
We stopped for a
lunch (at my suggestion as I was struggling) at a small
restaurant/hostel almost at the top of the climb, the road had
already flattened out though. It had by then started pouring down,
and it felt like single figure temperatures. My gloves were already
soaked and I still had no energy.
We stuck the bikes
in their garage/stockroom and took a seat near an old iron radiator.
The options for the menu del dia were in two courses. The primero
would probably have been enough in retrospect. A huge platter of
macaroni cooked with pork and lots of oil, a loaf of bread sliced,
and a bottle of red wine. We had opted for the full whammy though and
also got served some great meat main course for the 'secundo'.
Johanna had chicken (a leg and a breast on the bone), I had two pork
chops. Both were served with real chips and nothing else. Cyclists
dream food. We also had a dessert. 18 Euros for the lot.
Leaving that
restaurant was tough. We had to put cold wet gloves and hats back on,
then step out into the freezing rain. I forgot to restart the GPS so
we also missed 12km of signal, it looks like a plateau on the
elevation plot. We had to use Johanna's bike computer for the total
distance. First mistake in over 3000km cycling is not too bad!
Immediately I
started to suffer on the downhill. My gloves are not really
waterproof and they were so wet I could wring them out by making a
fist. My hands were painfully cold. Johanna also had cold hands but
was not complaining as much. Also, my rear brake pads were on their
last legs, grinding away on the metal, so I did all the braking with
the front brake from about half way down.
The downhill went
on and on. No pedalling at all for km's. I found that the best way to
fend off the hypothermia was to swear loudly and repeatedly whilst
bouncing on the pedals. Sometimes stopping to clap my numb hands
whilst waiting for Johanna and continuing to swear helped also.
I suggested we
should stop before our destination when I was tempted by a cheap and
nice hotel in a place called Samos, which had a lot of pelerins
roaming around so must have been popular, but by then there were a
few flat and uphill sections appearing which helped get some heat in.
Still a struggle though.
We arrived in
Sarria just as my rear brakes started to bind on just as I was
demonstrating the bad noise to Johanna, signalling the end of the
pads completely.
We didn’t have a
campsite routed due to the weather, so went looking for a hotel. The
first one was the big town posh one and at 80 Euros we decided not to
bother. No other ideas of where to go we set off for another one on
the GPS, still soaked, still raining. Then Johanna spotted a huge
yellow on black sign for 'PENSION' down a side road that we missed on
the way in and was obviously there to grab your attention from the
road. It was a 5 storey building standing alone in a sandy car park.
We rung the bell and phoned the phone number and found that they
would do a room for 30 Euros. Perfect. Bikes stored in the car park on
the bottom floor too. Water wasn’t hot at first but the girl who
lived on the top floor and was looking after our booking was
available to sort it out by turning it on!
After warming up
in the shower and hanging everything out to dry, we went into the
town and shopped a bit and then had a dinner of a delicious chorizio
with two fried eggs and more home-cooked chips in the pelerin
quarter. Nice town but we have seen this all before. Prices were good
though, there chorizo and eggs was not on the menu, but they just
added 50 cents each for the chorizo. Delicious 4 Euro 50 meal each.
We shopped for the
next days cycling food and watched a film. The towns are still
actually quiet, despite the weather getting better and some of the
more interesting places are even still closed.
| Fancy motorway bridge |
| Nearly there... |
| The sun is gone and this really is on the same day as above. |
| It was only slightly wet... |
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