in the middle of nature 🌲
Un monstruo de acero plantado junto al rÃo, ruinas que asoman como recuerdos y un final perfecto a orillas del Ebro. Hoy viajamos despacio, con frÃo, viento y muchos pusis vigilando cada paso.
Off-road, curvas, monasterios históricos y vistas de infarto: hoy despedimos la escapada con un dÃa que mezcla aventura, historia y relax en la cámper.
¿Un pueblo fantasma, una iglesia modernista y vistas que quitan el aliento? Hoy nos perdemos por carreteras de curvas y rincones sorprendentes.
Después de más de un mes en Berga y dos pasos por el taller, por fin volvemos a rodar. Es dÃa de Constitución, la pelu está cerrada y la cámper nos lleva hasta un rincón precioso cerca de Bonastre donde todo vuelve a encajar.
Rain doesn't understand timetables or roads, but I do: I follow the scent of adventure. Among the mist, one of the most beautiful villages in the country and a road that leads nowhere, I discovered that sometimes that's the best thing.
Amidst spitting lama's, posing photographers and tunnels leading from France to Spain, Dad and I experienced a high day. Literally: more than two thousand metres of pure adventure and mountain humour.
Today I discovered that the "circuses" of the Pyrenees don't have clowns, but they do have signs that look like a joke. Two mountains, three prohibitions and a dad determined to take photos even if I have to watch the camper van. Luckily, at the Col du Tourmalet we dogs do sleep warmly!
Between giant mountains and Siberian wind, I discovered the most serious circus in the world: Gavarnie's. Without clowns, but with rocks as the audience and a dad who almost became a smuggler.
Today I sneaked into Toulouse: I sniffed out streets, crossed bridges and nearly took to the air with a Beluga XL. Cities, watch out, an exploring winemaker is on the loose!
Between stone arches and mysterious caves, jumps, sniffs and adventures: a day of exploration that seems taken from a story.