34F and sunny when we left Arles, but rose to 54F before noon. Southern France has lots of vineyards and fields of lavender. The two-lane roads were beautiful. In the US we call them blue highways, because that’s their color on most maps. Expressways are colored red. In Europe the expressways have blue signs and two-lane roads use green signs. Our route list told us to follow the Montpellier green signs not blue.
Snow birds in Europe head to Spain’s Costa del Sol about the same time as yankees head to Florida. We saw many white-haired drivers of cars with campers and caravans (RVs) heading south. Snow in the Pyrenees was also the reason we didn’t go through Andorra on our way to Barcelona. We’ve been there before in a car and wanted to do it on bikes, but we’ll have to wait for warmer weather.
Leaving the autobahn, we headed into the mountains to cross into Spain. France’s route D155 has so many twists and turns it make the Tale of the Dragon look like I-70 through Iowa! We climbed up to 1,554 meters and sunk to 38F. Snow was on the ground only 200 meters above us. The border was at the top, the road changed its name, but the riding was still fantastic.
We found Restaurant La Teuleria near Camprodon, where the local Rotarians met and had a wonderful lunch. The menu was in French and Catalan. The waiter translated it for us and Cathy ordered the dish he described as “pig’s face.” My bifsteak was tender and was served potatoes & onions and mushrooms.
Our hotel is in the center of town and was a challenge to find. At one point we pulled into a park to ask directions, and a guy was interested in our bikes a took cell phone pictures of us and the map on our fender.
We will explore the city for a day and head out Thursday morning.
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