Well we have arrived....
At last. It was a tough challenge, but the elation of having of having a cold grande beer on Barcelona beach makes it worth while. After a solid last day we finally made it to Barcelona beach welcomed by the mass of supporters, some of whom had flown all the way in from London just to be there.
The last day had nearly as much culmulative climbing at the previous day over the Pyrenees, but once again it was the le tour de saddle sore army 1, and France and/or Spain nil.
After a few well deserved beers, the crew seperated, some heading straight back to London on the train (even though they would have preferred to cycle) and the others staying in Barcelona living it up at the B hotel - which is obviously full of the A-team.
Photos are to follow but until then,
"It' s importante tener un extremo a viajar hacia, pero en el extremo el viaje es más importante"
Vital Statistics
- 200 Cakes eaten – all by Neil Bruce
- Average distance per day 90 miles
- Average Speed 15 MPHs
- Calories burned – 5000 per day
Quotes of the day, ...
"What do you mean you want to go down your own drive?" Dalton 2009
"It's important to have an end to journey towards, but in the end the journey is more important" Beardshaw 2009.
"Where's Mansac?" Anon. 2009.
"Great crash, that's going on the Blog" Dalton 2009
"It's important to have an end to journey towards, but in the end the journey is more important" Beardshaw 2009.
"Where's Mansac?" Anon. 2009.
"Great crash, that's going on the Blog" Dalton 2009
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