13th September
The weather was pretty kind to us most of the day as we wandered around Noja and back along the coastal path. There was a jumble sale in a big marquee in the Plaza Mayor, with an accompanying Classic Motorcycle display.....both were something of a joke really.
As the weather began to close in, we hit the coffee & cakes, before a siesta back at base. We walked out quite late that evening, but had a couple of really good racionesfor tea. Then we rediscovered the Pasada cocktail Bar and had a Ron-Coke rack whilst playing cards.
14th & 15th September
A casual breakfast & packing of the bike, then we were away from Los Laureles and saying goodbye to Noja for another year at least. We'd already discussed returning to spend more time in the Picos and northern Spain.
We had a couple of hours or so to kill before getting to the ferry, so explored east of Noja, stopping on the promenade at Salono, which was alright, and then 'discovering' the larger town of Laredo, which wasn't! Neither would tempt us away from Noja, which has just about everything we'd want from a seaside town.
We grabbed a coffee in Laredo and it was then that I discovered our room key from Los Laureles (doh). Fortunately we had time to return it on our way back to Santander.
The approach to the ferry port was straightforward, but negotiating the port area itself was less so. Poor signage and tricky parallel rail lines in the roadway made for a need to be extra specially alert.
Never seen so many bikes getting on a ferry. Well over a hundred of all types. Funny how we never saw any on our travels, but guess a few hundred are easily swallowed up in a country this size.
The Pont - Aven. They packed us into quite a small area on the boat. The boarding process was slick though, with swipe cards provided for cabin access, which also included your individual WiFi code. The cabin was very small, but the bunks were comfortable and it was clean.
The boat was very well equipped, with multiple lifts, a pool/spa area, several bars & restaurants, two cinemas, ships, etc. Didn't feel that they were ripping us off for food & drink either. Well done Brittany Ferries!
The crossing became increasingly rough as we progressed north through the Bay of Biscay, reaching a peak at around 1am. We were rolling around in our bunks, being kept awake by the shuddering & crashing as the boat was battered by the Atlantic. Fortunately, it settled down during the remaining early hours and we got some good sleep before emerging for breakfast at about 10am. The weather was going to cause an hours delay in our arrival at Portsmouth, but we didn't mind. It would all too soon be over......for a while :-)




































