The start home was delayed slight as Jacquie had an inexplicable flat battery, but Ian had jump leads so, with both saddles quickly removed, the bike was started and run for a while to make sure it was ok to go. Then we set off through the traffic once again. It was not quite as busy as our arrival, and we were soon in the hills again . It was considerably hotter than our trip down and for much of the day the temperature nudged 40degC except when we were higher. Continuing to wear a full black suit, until H-D come up with a darker colour, became somewhat uncomfortable at these temperatures but I refused to compromise on protection for comfort. Besides, the sun was strong. I have found that when the shade temperature rises above body temperature, especially when there is a strong wind, it is rather akin to sitting in front of a hair dryer! The arid landscape of southern Spain is covered with groves of one kind or another and vineyards and the expanse of this was highly impressive at times.
By the time we reached our Paradore at Manzanares, an old country house, there was a very welcome dip in the rather chilly pool before dinner. The staff were somewhat more cheery at this place I noted.
PS Most of the others' luggage was in the van, but I maintained my independence!
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