I left the spooky museum digs before nine AM, there was no breakfast but after i had paid my bill the owner who couldn't speak a word of English and kept laughing! i think she was the owner and the artist, there was three cats and a wee dog milling around and she handed me two apples - take she said giggle thank you i said thumb up, i said goodbye she said good luck or bon chance or something ! its one of those cross culture things i knew what she meant it didn't matter the words but i think she did say good luck? if she did that was the best English she had spoken and she musta sneaked it in between giggles and another two languages lol, the short of it is the spooky place left me on edge when i cycled off! but only for the first half mile it was all good and rosemary was a perfect host its me that has the issue with the cast iron crucifixes skulls and gravestones not her with her art junk cats fruit garden and happiness
i chose to go main roads all the way to the ferry which was fine it was a Sunday and the roads were quiet enough the cycle path may or may not have been good i will never know, there was numerous signs to i guess saying no cycles no horse and cart and no wee motorbikes, i ignored them and cycled on , once at the ferry i had thirty mins to wait and it was bloody cold with nothing to do! with four G i could work on my blog on my phone and keep moving. reminder to self to keep a warm layer accessible in the packing of the bike.
the ferry over was quick and then the cycle route was tarmacked back road, into a town where i met a dutch couple they had cycled up the way and were heading to the paprika museum and for a coffee, i was about to follow the main road to baja, worried about the unpaved section of flood dyke ( the auld dear was starting to complain about flood dyke and so was my hands) so! i am standing talking to them they were experienced distance tour`ers and she said you must take the dyke ,its just down there! liar it was a three mile down the road, it is unpaved only for 7km (liar it must have been at least 10 mile) then its lovely tarmac all the way to Baja, true and worth it! for that section alone i was glad i had listened to them,
that section was mostly through a nature reserve well they call it that but this area is hugely popularised so there was lots of foragers and fishers beautiful;; cycling though, it was very scenic apparently there is white tailed eagle and wildcat i seen loads of buzzards and domestic cats, I THINK?
on the approach to baja it goes through some densely populated suburbs and industrial areas, i kept checking to make sure i was in the right place but eventually found myself in the old square, i ordered |A beer from a plaza side cafe restaurant which had IPA on tap! I got out the phone and looked at my sleeping options? i was staring at the big fancy looking duna wellness hotel right on the main square and behind me was the kaiser hotel, the kaiser was about £10 cheaper, but the Duna had a spa and was still around £45 for the night? I locked the auld dear up in there locked garden after booking in it was a cool looking garden with a wee swimming pool, and a pool fool of big goldfish
After having spent the previous night in the museum i went for a bit of luxury it was worth the extra tenner for the hot tub alone the powerful jets sprayed onto my neck and shoulders and it made my fingers tingle, i wonder if my issue with my fingers was coming from my neck? the saunas in the two hotels i have stayed in have wooden half barrels filled with cold water you stand below and pull a chain to get douched to cool you down! cool idea (pun intended)
I went out for a few IPA and got some water and juice for my room from the sort of off licence shop that was open very late, there was lots of people in buying drink, strange though as all the supermarkets have plenty even the garages there doesn't seem to be the same nanny state laws for buying alcohol anywhere in Europe like what Scotland has,
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