In 2015, our daughter Stacey and her husband Brett spent a weekend in Barcelona while Greg and I looked after the grandkids in Scotland. We had a great weekend and so did they. However, today it was our turn to visit Barcelona. Our accommodation was on the outskirts of Barcelona as we didn't fancy riding the bikes through the city traffic. We caught a bus in to the edge of the city and then used the Metro to get in to the middle. Originally we planned to contac...

The first leg of our journey to Barcelona was from Alicante to Benicassim which was only 270 km so there was no need for an early start. After the best buffet breakfast we have had, we left at 9:15am. This would set us up for a similar distance to ride to Barcelona the next day. Our ride to Benicassim took us between the rugged mountains and the coast. We stopped for coffee and chatted to a couple of bikers from Glasgow who were on their annual holiday ride. We ...

The 360km ride from Granada to Alicante took us over and through the mountains of the Parc Nationale de la Sierra de Besaz. Beautiful scenery with snow capped peaks and very chilly on the bike. We were of course, minus Chris who was still in Granada awaiting Sprint repairs intent on catching up with us later that day. After booking into the luxurious Hotel Maya for only 67 euros per night we immediately decided to stay another night figuring Chris (and us) co...

Our overnight destination was Granada so Kerrie could see the Alhambra, palace belonging to the Moorish Islamic rulers of southern Spain until the 15th century. Greg had never heard of it and didn't really want to go see it until threatened with a fate worse than excommunication which means it was pretty bad being the non believer that he is. Our plan was to ride along the coast line before heading inland to Granada. We also planned on avoiding the larger town ...

After leaving Estoril we retraced our route towards Lisbon and crossed the Golden Gate Bridge, I mean the Ponte 25 de Abril to head south. We were going back to Albufeira for another night's stay in the same hotel as our last visit as the facilities were excellent and the price was right. As we rode in to town we were pulled over by the local GNR aka State military police (read Traffic Nazis) who suggested that our bike headlights were too bright. When the two of...