In training again

Wills and Kate got married and we headed off on the bike. After 2500 miles last summer I reckoned I am fairly proficient as a pillion, but any excuse for a bit of touring. We had the best weather that Scotland can provide and headed up north through the Sma Glen, to Dalwhinnie, west to Spean Bridge and north to Skye. We stayed in an odd little pub / hotel with typical Scottish hospitality. No food after 8pm, a 45 minute window of opportunity for breakfast and a bar which closed at 10.45. We returned south through Glencoe and the Trossachs; beautiful. Looking forward to our summer adventures now.

First Post

Well, its that time again. This years blog involves the same team as last year however the route is somewhat different. The initial stages of the trip are identical for us all but once we get to Santander northern Spain and Portugal beckon.
For you intrepid readers we are trying to avoid the Motorstop Helder experience from last year which on reflection was a hoot and are looking forward to another dose of Parador luxury.
Naturally we have the two happy campers no doubt armed with tent and relevant paraphernalia however the four rebels will be whooping it up at concrete camp Ibis or similar hotel chain. the question is does Colin have enough bungee cords.