Approaching Lleida from the south is a little difficult, but once through it the beauty steps up another gear as the foothills of the pyrenees become apparentAnd so to the last full day on Spanish roads. Up early and off up the road. Apart from an uplanned detour into the vicinity of the huge and featureless suburbs of Valencia the first part of the day was mostly anonymous motorway bashing.

At a fuel stop I exchanged pleasantries with a couple of West Londoners who pulled in on Harleys, and left while they were filling up, about half an hour up the road they rolled past me, holding a steady 95mph or so. I gained a new respect for the Harley evo motor, it seems they can do that sort of thing all day long, which is just a touch more than the old 800cc Beemer is happy at.

Eventually and with little regret I leave the costal motorway at the rice fields of Amposta, picking up the C12 that was so joyful on the trip down. Approaching Lleida from the south is a little difficult, but once through it the beauty steps up another gear as the foothills of the pyrenees become apparent.

Of course the closer you get the more beautiful it all is;

And so finally to the lovely little border town of Ainsa my stop for the night.