Bilbao to home

Nicki actually drove us into and around Bilbao...with Dave’s superb navigation and google maps which has been brilliant! Parked up in the new part and got ourselves a cheap, but adequate room in the middle of the old, narrow city streets. Did a bit of legwork for this as lots of places full for some reason. Walked around old part before finding lively square with all the old, quaint bars. David really taken with the array of mouthwatering “tapas” or “rationes” on display. Bit like a buffet where you just choose as many savoury and sweet items you want. Couple of glasses of delicious wine for Nicki and fabulous old worldly surroundings made it a very relaxed evening...until we had to find our way back to the room. Unfortunately, all the narrow streets are based on a grid system and the doors to the pensions all look the same...and it was dark. We stood with the point on google maps less than 2 metres away and still couldn’t spot it at first. Slept well, though in a bed, warm and with hot shower. Decided to walk across to the Guggenheim museum...it didn’t disappoint! Amazing architecture. Then onwards towards the ferry, out of the city to a small, quaint town called Pontavecha...a world heritage site? All because of a really high, metal bridge complete with hanging transportation. Dave fascinated and we watched the people and vehicles be loaded and transported across hanging from the wires, for quite a while. Lunch...more rationes, then along to the port. Ship running late...and later as yet more drama when helicopter had to airlift off seriously I’ll passenger. Met up with couple on motor bikes, she and I did the electronic quiz and bingo...we came 4th out of 15 teams, Rosie! Somethings must have stuck! Dave chatted bikes till bedtime in wonderful cabin with window. Sea like a millpond and sun and blue skies as we sail up to Portsmouth...but will there be sunshine at 6.15 this evening?

Bilbao

Dave stretched his legs for an hour on bike. Very few in campsite now. Next morning we both did 30 miles on bike before moving on. Dave google best places along northern spanish coast and we selected a few for visits. They turned out to be real gems. Cudillero was at bottom of gorge. Tiny harbour. Houses hanging off the sides of the hill. We had lovely lunch. Moved on for cup of tea at next similar village. Camped near Ribadesela...struggled to find campsite open. Following morning move on along A8 looking for more gems. Chose a circular coastal walk in beautiful estuary of San Vincent de Barquerria. Lunch at small medieval town of Comillas.  This coast line is really gorgeous with the Pics da Europa as a backdrop. Finally headed for Bilbao. Found pension for the night in old town. We'll do a bit of sightseeing tomorrow then....the ferry home

Santiago de Compostela

Morning in the Geres mountains cool, but better for walking. Walked down river to the lake and back to establish kayaks available. Packed up tent and did an hour on the lake. Very serene, but little in the way of wildlife, even fish. Decided to head out of Portugal and go for Santiago de Compostela. Big change in roads as soon as we crossed the border. Spain noticeably better off. Tried to get lunch in small Spanish town, but the waiting got the better of us. Forgot that Sunday means not a lot open in rural Spain, so we ate very late, much to Dave’s disgust. Arrived in Santiago early evening, straight into central car park and booked a room for the night...really nice for only 69 euros. The cathedral square was awesome. The outside facade is huge. Loads of tourists and pilgrims. Full service going on in cathedral, but tourists milled around anyway. Enjoyed evening walk and very rustic snack in back street bar. Slept really well in 2 double beds! Left following morning and headed for Spanish coast via a walled town called Luga. Staying in lovely little campsite near Ribadeo, but the temp has dropped to 20 and it’s windy. Got the trousers out!

Douro

Reluctantly left Porto and the campsite on the Atlantic to head inland. Loved Porto! Colourful, lively and interesting with not overwhelming numbers of aged tourists like us. Headed up the Douro, weaving from one side to the other. Fantastic views! Beautiful, awesome scenery. Spotted wineyards, but grapes picked for this year, unfortunately. Usual second breakfast in spot on the river, watching 2 large river cruise boats go by. Not much else on it, though lots of posh boats moored at different points. Climbed up northwards to lovely little sleepy town called Amarante and had lunch in quaint restaurant. Again lovely service, lovely food in good quantities and very reasonable. Continued on to large, historical town of Braga with its range of palaces and a cathedral. Obviously a place for the rich of the 18th century. Quaint streets and lovely cafes. Paid to go into cathedral to find full blown wedding in progress complete with opera singer and all the gorgeous, long evening frocks. The girls know how to put on a show. Blue suits seemed to be the in thing for men. Had a mouche around after wedding, then a bit of coffee and cake...there does seem to be a pattern to our eating..or Dave’s eating. Getting through my English tea bags though. Continued on north eastwards into the Serra Geres mountains. Nestled at the base a huge lake with canoes and paddle boats. It’s absolutely beautiful but big  temp swing from 30 in the day to 15 in morning, full mist at 8 am. Even had spot of drizzle while we ate in a rustic restaurant last night. Getting a good range of salads, Dave chose the salmon this time. Campsite high up in trees next to river above the valley. May stay 2 nights, but will then head for
Santiago and back to Spain.

Gaia

Cased the area yesterday and so up early and coastal road took us straight to Gaia on the opposite bank to Porto. Parked up and walked up hill and across the i conic King Luis 1 bridge, much cooler today a did walking tour of highlights before mass tourists arrived. Back to port lodges for our tour and tasting at Sandeman. Great chat over tasting to Canadian couple from Montreal. Chewed the fat over politics and motor bikes...he was a lifelong biker. Dave kept up to speed with English breakfast and local delicacy called “francisesco” bit like very rich cheese and steal to a tie in beer and chile tomato sauce. Nicki had Dave’s port. Back to campsite via a fab bird hide on bend in Douro. Last bit of sun on beach before pasta tea at camp. Onwards following small section of Douro tomorrow before Braga and the Serra Geres mountains. Running out of time!

O porto

Really sad to leave our special spot here in Costa Nova, but we must away. Spent morning in Aveiro doing the tourist bit with a ride on the canal boats..Molieros, bit like Venice. Very enjoyable. Tried to find “Biorio” a set of walks around river estuaries near the coat, but found the centre closed and the bird watching hide too dangerous! Portuguese don’t appear to take their bird watching/eco stuff as seriously as we do. So on toPorto. We came in south of the river where all the port “lodges” are. The view across to Porto was fab. Booked in for tour around the Sanderman’s lodge tomorrow...there all here, Taylor,Croft, Ofley and loads more. First across the river on this amazing bridge and a walking tour. Then back for the port tasting and tour before returning to the campsite and the wonderful Atlantic coastline.

Costa Nova

Our home for 3 days as extended stay so lovely. Got foot ferry over to other spit of land to go to bird reserve. Got there to find it was closed cos of risk of fire. Got ferry back and did leisurely meander along the 10 mile lagoon spotting birds. Heron city and a flock of flamingoes. Leisurely ride back to town for pics and fab sardine and salad lunch, 1 beer and water, 18  euros! Leisurely afternoon spent on fab beach watching waves in sun. Only 1 other couple for miles. Decided to watch sunset with picnic tea....leisurely.  Bit different to yesterday.  Move up the coast to Porto tomorrow.