Our Wafflings

  • #64: Santiago to Sanxenxo: Deflating Mattresses, Mystery Fireworks and the Joy of Leftovers

    #64: Santiago to Sanxenxo: Deflating Mattresses, Mystery Fireworks and the Joy of Leftovers

    After bidding a fond, slightly soggy farewell to Santiago de Compostela, and hastily wolfing down yet another emergency baguette lunch (because, as it turns out, everything in Spain closes on a Sunday except the bakeries and perhaps divine providence), we pointed the bike southwest, hugging the Atlantic coast with mild optimism. The journey to Sanxenxo… Read more

  • #63: Motorbiking Camino: Santiago de Compostela

    #63: Motorbiking Camino: Santiago de Compostela

    You always imagine camping in northern Spain will be all sun-drenched cliffs and azure skies, don’t you? The sort of place where your tent flap opens onto a Mediterranean postcard, and you eat olives straight from the jar while wearing sunglasses at 9am. Well. Not quite. We rolled into Camping Rinlo Costa, just outside Ribadeo,… Read more

  • #62: Finding the Outer Hebrides in Spain *🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 vs 🇪🇸*

    #62: Finding the Outer Hebrides in Spain *🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 vs 🇪🇸*

    This find rescued us from despair after baking in a hot, packed campsite. We kicked off the day with an early run, setting off quietly as the campsite was silent but everyone’s doors were open because it had been so hot. People were lying about like corpses all over the place in the heat, it… Read more

  • #61: Where We Encountered Soft Sand and Hot Fuzz

    #61: Where We Encountered Soft Sand and Hot Fuzz

    The journey from Mendexa (a little town in the province of Biscay in Spain, settled between Donostia-San Sebastian and Bilbao) along the north coast heading westwards was one that we thought would be easy, quiet and uneventful. We were wrong. It was late August and, after an accidental lie in til 7:30am, we awoke in… Read more

  • #60: Into Spain 🇪🇸

    #60: Into Spain 🇪🇸

    The journey between Biarritz and Basque Country is wonderfully picturesque, skirting many little villages and towns and giving regular glimpses of the progressively bluer sea (what happens here as it opens out? Why does it become brighter and bluer as you move further south?). The morning in Bidart started with a run along the weirdly… Read more

  • #59: Biarritz or Cornwall?

    #59: Biarritz or Cornwall?

    Today’s ride took us through some weird countryside – both some lovely forest and some deserted backroads as well as some odd feeling built up areas. We also went through the popular-parts-of-Cornwall-esque bits of France. Parts that are popular, but not really for us; places that are nice in and of themselves, but so busy… Read more