Spain or France? The temperature dropped quite a bit during the starry night but as soon as the sun was up it gave us an idea of how hot Spain would be if we headed south.
It turned out to be a day of ups and downs. Rapi the motokennel must've thought that he was in for an easy life when the old couple turned up to buy him, how wrong! Let's do The Pyrenees. We, or should I say Bri & Rache decided to stay in the mountains as long as the weather stayed nice. We set off about 2,300' above sea level, then up another 2k, down 2k, up 4k, down 2k........ you get the picture. My ears were popping like nothing else! Poor Rapi was fine on the ups but oh dear, the downs, some rather nasty smells I'm afraid. No, it wasn't emitted by a human! The only way he was coaxed down from the highest perch was in 1st gear but we made it to Bagneres de Luchon smelling sweet. Rapi was happy, back home in his country of birth :-)
Rapi takes a well earned rest after climbing to 6,800 feet in Spain and gazes longingly at his homeland.
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