Across Spain

We found the wifi..... well on one laptop but strangely not the other? Anyway we were delighted to catch up with Downton Abbey at last :)

Huesca is a nice place to stop and we dined out for a change and had the best entrecote that either of us could remember, Digger was very pleased that we brought home a doggy bag for him. He really has settled into this life and seems very content in the van when we have to leave him, he must be more sure that we always come back to him.

From Huesca we moved on via more stopover research to Morella and were really pleased to find the new A22 Autovia has made much progress and now has many sections open to speed us on our way.

We arrived at dusk at Morella and were the only occupants at the Aire. The low cloud was swirling around the hilltop castle and once illuminated looked very eerie and almost like it was on fire.

A very peaceful night and ready for the next leg of the journey which is across to the Mediterranean and to a lovely wildcamping spot that we know ;)

Atlantic France

After 3 days of walking on the beach and generally relaxing at Mimizan we moved south inspecting various Aires along the way and stopped overnight at Capbreton (another lovely beachside Aire) and then Hendaye Plage before crossing into Spain.

Scenic views in all directions as we passed through the Province of Aragon and into Zaragossa, our destination for the night being a campsite in Huesca that was mentioned in MMM magazine.

On arrival it all seems a bit dead but at least the gates were open, so we drove in and parked up. Suposed to be wifi here but haven't found it yet so still typing on the very frustrating Kindle.....

Mimizan Plage

We moved on today to one our favourite beachside Aires - Mimizan Plage.

Miles of fantastic and very uncrowded beach makes this place so popular with motorhomers. Its a great place to bring a dog too, Digger has already made some new friends :)

We'll spend a couple of days here at least.

Details of the Aire ae on Club Motorhome.

By way of an update

We are making our way from the UK to Spain following an unexpected and very sad family visit.

We crossed the Channel via the Tunnel to keep Digger the dog happy and spent the next couple of nights on the Aire at Gravelines. From there we have made our way south staying Aires all along the way. Le Crotoy was next followed by St Valery en Caux, Gace, Villaines Les Rochers, a couple of nights at Niort, Parentis en Born and today we are by the lake at the lovely Aire at Gastes.

As usual wifi availability has been sporadic and communication via Club Motrhome's Facebook page, Twitter page and now our blog has been via our trusty 3G Kindle. Painstaking to type on but reliable!

Unfortunately uploading photos and adding more stopovers to Club Motorhome will have to wait until proper internet access makes it possible )

Going East

Day 15 Monday 30th May

The weather was a little better in the morning, but as I walked Digger I noticed more of the grubbiness of the area, the next car park had 3 decaying cars parked in one corner, a track we walked along was strewn with the remains of previous nights out (!) and some boy racer was making a pratt of himself skidding his (or maybe not his?) car up and down the gravel - no wonder our new Spanish acquaintance Miguel had recommended not overnighting here.

The service point was good though so we filled and emptied as required and set off into the city to the point Miguel had told us that was better to stay at. He was right, a busy area on the clifftops by the Tower of Hercules but its where we will happily stay next time we're in the area.

Although we hadn't travelled far time was getting on so we lunched here and then set off for our next destination further along the coast, Cedeiro Port.

We drove along the coast road as much as possible and both felt that this northern coastline was not a patch on the western side with its coves and beaches and when we arrived at Cedeiro Port we parked near another motorhome and went off for a wander. The place seemed quite picturesque with boats moored out in the estuary but just had a down at heel feel to it, coupled with the traffic hurtling up and down the port road on noisy cobblestones we decided to move on again.

We knew of an Aire an hour or so along the coast at Burela so headed there. En-route the rain started and the clouds descended to make the area look even more bleak and when we pulled into Burela we found the Aire which was adjacent to a hospital and otherwise surrounded by excavations and building works - oh well you have to take the rough with the smooth....

We walked around the town in the drizzle, saw the scruffy port and wandered back. We turned in early with the background scent of damp dog!