Easy Rider

As I dwell on my plans for the day over breakfast, I recall a conversation I had months earlier with an old friend and this fills me with a desire to get to Spain. The trade-off is I must spend six hours on motorways, but this will make a welcome change from the nail biting, gear twitching rides of the last two days. Frankly, I do not think my nerves could take another exhilarating day!

The sun is in the sky, the sea is on my left as I cruise along the Côte d'Azur towards the Coasta Brava. Nothing, save the odd flying cigarette or squirt of screen wash in the face, can bother me on a day like today. A double milestone is reached when I cross the French Spanish Border. First, a new country and secondly, my motorbike and I have travelled fourteen thousand miles together. As a reward I leave the mundaneness of the motorway behind and strike out for the coast...

Cap de Creus is the eastern most point of mainland Spain and is my destination for the night as the topic of the aforementioned conversation was the World's most unexpected Curry House.

This is a place of sublime, rugged beauty and at the end of a five mile long lonely road that winds its way through the moonscape. When I reach the restaurant, not only will they serve me with the the best curry I have had outside of England; they also provide me with an apartment for the night. I may have lost last night, but tonight could be a winner :D

With a steep, rocky coastline indented by dozens of turquoise-watered coves, this is a wonderful place to be at sunset, especially when a spectacular thunderstorm breaks out over the Pyrenees and travels along the Coasta Brava. As the old lighthouse sparks into life, it is time to sit back and watch Mother Nature do her work...