After a pretty good nights sleep I woke to an overcast day. Finally, my wish had come true.
I left early and made my way North along the border with Spain. I didn’t want to cross into the border just yet as I wanted to join the CL-517 which would take me directly to Salamanca.
This part of the ride was pleasant and cool with a great downhill just before the border crossing. Crossing into Spain I joined the CL-517. At first I thought I was climbing more mountains but I was in fact climbing out of a deep gorge that marks the border. This went on for some time, I didn’t see a soul.
At the top of the gorge the CL-517 straightens out, it pretty much stays like this the rest of the way to Salamanca. The landscape now is grassy and flat where mainly cattle graze. It wasn’t long before I was getting bored. I’d wondered a few times what the cows were thinking, then bored again. The CL-517 is a monotonous road that just goes on for ever and doesn’t seem to change. It did rain on me a little but not enough to soak me so no need for waterproofs.
I arrived at Salamanca in the early evening and made my way to the nearest campsite.
That’s as exciting as my day got. I’ve done 176 miles in two days and I’m really feeling it. Tomorrow is a day for washing my clothes, sightseeing Salamanca and doing some shopping. Sounds like a busy rest day.