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- Tuesday, July 8, 2025 at 7:50 AM
- ☀️ 13 °C
- Altitude: 93 m
EnglandCoventry52°24’24” N 1°30’38” W
The next adventure awaits

We’re about to set off on our next adventure and you can follow along here.
Our destination this summer sounds rather mysterious and almost magical: The locals call this place ‘era Val d’Aran’ (the Aran Valley). It’s a remote mountainous valley in a hidden corner of Spain, near the border with France. The valley is on the northern side of the Pyrenees and yet is part of Catalunya, the rest of which lies to the south of the Pyrenees (Pirineus, in Catalan).
Nearly 10,000 people live in 20 or so villages spread along the length of the valley. The whole valley used to be cut off from the rest of Spain every winter, until a road tunnel under the mountains was built in 1948. For most of its history since 1313, the valley has been largely autonomous politically and administratively, and it now has a unique status in Catalunya.
The mother tongue of most locals isn’t Spanish or indeed Catalan, but Aranese. This a dialect of Occitan or the ‘langue d’oc’, a language once spoken across the southern third of France, Monaco and the western edge of north Italy. Each of Aranese, Catalan and Spanish are now official languages not just in Val d’Aran but across all of Catalunya.Read more
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- Tuesday, July 8, 2025 at 6:01 PM
- ☀️ 22 °C
- Altitude: 45 m
EnglandTonbridge and Malling51°12’15” N 0°16’39” E
Overnight in Kent

We just about managed to fit everything and ourselves in the car, ready to set off for the first leg of our journey towards the Val d’Aran: an overnight stop in Kent with my parents.
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- Day 2
- Wednesday, July 9, 2025 at 7:20 AM
- ⛅ 15 °C
- Altitude: 62 m
EnglandFolkestone and Hythe District51°5’41” N 1°7’28” E
Up bright and early for Le Shuttle

Aiming for the Channel Tunnel shuttle at 08.16 doesn’t sound too early.
At least not until you factor in the need to arrive at the terminal at least 1 hour before departure, and allowing plenty of time for the journey of an hour or so from Tonbridge to Folkestone, and suddenly we were setting alarms to be ready to leave at 5.30am.Read more
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- Day 2
- Wednesday, July 9, 2025 at 10:22 AM
- ⛅ 20 °C
- Altitude: 14 m
FranceCalais50°56’16” N 1°51’49” E
Une petite pause pour le petit déjeuner

A quick pit stop for coffee and a patisserie before the long drive southwards!
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- Day 2
- Wednesday, July 9, 2025 at 7:13 PM
- ☀️ 26 °C
- Altitude: 324 m
FranceLimoges45°53’18” N 1°17’28” E
The long drive south …

The third leg of the journey has been the longest. Including several breaks, it took us about 8 hours to cover 675 km (or 420 miles) from Calais to Limoges.
We opted for the A16, which initially runs roughly parallel to the Opal Coast past Boulogne sur Mer, before picking up the N184, A115, A15, A86 and N118 to skirt around the western side of Paris. It’s amazing how much easier the constant changes of road are with today’s satellite navigation!
I’m not really a fan of the A86 Duplex tunnel - the longest road tunnel entirely in France with 10km of two 2.55m high (or should that be low) tunnels stacked vertically, passing underneath south west Paris, not far from Versailles. The tunnels are limited to vehicles with a max height of 2.0m (ie cars only). The southbound traffic runs under the northbound traffic in a single bore tunnel. As you can see from the photo, it’s not for the faint-hearted!
We eventually left the busy autoroutes of Paris and began to follow the A10 to Orleans, the A71 to Vierzon and lastly the A20 towards Toulouse. As we entered the old former province of Limousin, the endless mix of forests and fields of central France finally gave way to rolling hills and pretty countryside which surround Limoges.
We’re staying tonight in our favourite chain of budget hotels, B&B Hotels. As is often the case, there are 3 separate branches in Limoges on the same street. Two are almost next door to one another and no. 3 is about 100m away! There’s also a fourth branch elsewhere in the city.
We enjoyed a tasty meal with a friendly Hippopotamus, who was nestled between Limoges B&B Hotels No. 1 and No. 2. If you’ve not tried Hippopotamus, it’s a little like a French version of the UK’s Harvester chain.Read more
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- Day 3
- Thursday, July 10, 2025 at 7:30 PM
- ☀️ 20 °C
- Altitude: 827 m
SpainArres42°45’2” N 0°41’47” E
And finally we’ve arrived en España

After a good night’s sleep and petit déjeuner at the hotel, we set out from Limoges, once again heading south. We only had about 440 km (or 275 miles) to conquer today.
Our route followed the A20 south until near Montauban, where we joined the A62 to Toulouse, where we did a half circuit of the ring road before taking the A64, now heading more south west.
Once the Pyrenees came into view, the motorway turned west to run parallel to the mountains. It was then soon time to turn directly towards the mountains, intially on a short single carriageway motorway spur for about 6km which qualified for its own number, the A645. This soon led to the N125, which struck deeper into the steep sided valley ahead - the Val d’Aran.
14km after crossing the Spanish border, we arrived at Camp Bedura, our base for the next 11 days and nights.
The campsite is set on terraces leading up the side of a mountain. Our pitch is a few levels up from reception, the pool and the bar. The pitch is a great size and so far seems to be very shady.
After getting the tent up, we headed about 10km back towards the French border to visit the nearest medium-sized supermarket.
Whilst shopping, we inadvertently committed a cultural faux pas (or a “metedura de pata”) by touching the fruit and vegetables we wanted to buy. It turned out this was verboten and a couple of guys, armed with plastic gloves and an armful of plastic bags were there, it seemed to shout at miscreants like us, and then to pick and bag the produce you selected. Fortunately, the guy who served us was actually quite friendly and spoke good English.
Suitably chastened, but with a full trolley, we returned to the campsite for a dinner of pizzas in the campsite bar/restaurant, followed by an ice cream.
We omitted to take any photos in campsite beyond the two featured above.Read more
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- Day 4
- Friday, July 11, 2025 at 9:37 AM
- ☀️ 19 °C
- Altitude: 832 m
SpainArres42°44’60” N 0°41’49” E
Our pitch

We slept very well after our long journeys and woke to a bright sunny day. Fortunately, the trees all around seem to cast lots of shade from all angles, and both in the morning and afternoon.
We enjoyed “neapolitanas” for breakfast - closely related to the French pain au chocolate.
We also remembered to take some photos of our pitch this morning. There’s quite a drop down to the level of the next terrace - jus t behind both our tent and event shelter.
So far it’s just us at this end of our terrace, with 2 Spanish families at the opposite end. The campsite seems fairly quiet - with a handful of tents on each terrace.Read more
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- Day 4
- Friday, July 11, 2025 at 1:05 PM
- ⛅ 19 °C
- Altitude: 1,467 m
SpainVielha e Mijaran42°40’43” N 0°42’20” E
Era Artiga de Lin y Uelhs deth Joeu

Today’s principal excursion was a short drive along the main road through the valley to Es Bordes, where we found the twisty road leading towards Era Artiga de Lin y Uelhs deth Joeu. The former is a beautiful valley, the centre of which is about 1500m up and the latter being one of several dramatic waterfalls fed by glacier water from the high mountains above.
Ordinary cars have to be parked in the spacious car park about 9km from the village of Es Bordes. From there, we took the tourist train 3 more km up to the plain in the centre of the valley, close to a Refuge or mountain hut. We had debated whether to take the train up or down, and to walk in the opposite direction - we opted for the former and were very pleased when we saw the steepness of the remaining climb up to the plain.
At the start of the day, the forecast was for sun, there was not a cloud in the sky. With a gentle breeze in the air, the temperature was very pleasant in the shade but out in the sun it was starting to get very warm indeed.
We enjoyed our picnic lunch in the shade under some trees and set off to follow a trail, which was meant to take us to one of the lesser (but higher) of the easily accessible waterfalls in the valley. After walking for twice the estimated duration of the walk and being able to hear but not see the said waterfall, we concluded we must have taken a wrong turn at some point, despite checking the signs as we set off. It appeared that the signage or our understanding of what the sign was telling us wasn’t quite on point and we had followed the wrong path - we were further up the mountain above the waterfall, when we retraced our steps.
We decided it was the time for a snack and a drink at the Refuge. The very friendly staff served up a couple of Tostado con Tortilla and a slice of homemade cheesecake, and some very welcome ice cold drinks.
However as we enjoyed our snacks, thunder and then heavy rain started. The thunder seemed quite distant, but the rain was very much falling on us! We briefly sheltered under the tiny roof over a map of potential walks and then we set off on a slightly shorter version of our planned hike - not wanting to be caught up in the high plain if the thunderstorm came closer.
The rain mostly eased as we started to follow the road initially and then a path down towards the car park through the forest.
We soon reached the main waterfall for which this valley is famous, Els Uelhs deth Joeu, with the rain falling again and thunder sounding around the hills, but still about 9 miles away.
We stood for a while, mesmerised at water rushing down the Uelhs deth Joeu waterfall. The name apparently is Aranese for “Eyes of the Jew" or "Eyes of Jupiter". The water comes from the glacier on Tuc Aneto, a 3,400m peak far above the valley, but then disappears underground and runs through the limestone for 4km, to reappear magically in the valley above the waterfall.
We continued down through the forest, mostly shelter from the rain stopping at a second dramatic waterfall, with an amazingly blue pool at its foot.
The thunder was gradually getting closer as it “chased us” down the valley. Eventually the path led us back to the car park and we relieved to take refuge, secure in the knowledge that the car would act as a Faraday cage if the thunder storm caught up with us.Read more
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- Friday, July 11, 2025 at 4:33 PM
- ☁️ 21 °C
- Altitude: 865 m
SpainEs Bòrdes42°44’16” N 0°43’9” E
Es Bordes

After returning along the twisty road to Es Bordes, we thought we’d take a quick look around the village.
Apparently this village is relatively new for the Val d’Aran being built in the late 18th and early 19th centuries, in part re-cycling stone from a local, ruined castle and built on the site of an earlier settlement. Several streets were very pretty, with alpine style houses with balconies and wide overhanging roofs.
We popped into the church too. Apart for the bell tower which is 17th century, most of the church was built at about the same time as the village and, again, much more recently than most of the medieval churches in the rest of the valley.
We then returned to the campsite, with the local forecast threatening a risk of 2cm hail, heavy rain and strong gusty winds - none of which appeared at our pitch, although there seemed to be a couple of places in the campsite which evidenced at least some rain fall.Read more
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- Day 5
- Saturday, July 12, 2025 at 2:51 PM
- ☁️ 15 °C
- Altitude: 981 m
SpainVielha e Mijaran42°42’5” N 0°47’41” E
Vielha, capital of era Val d’Aran

Yesterday, we visited Vielha, the valley capital about a 15 min drive from our campsite.
The small town was very busy yesterday with the finish line of the Trail Vielha Molières 2025 in the centre. This was a trail running event featuring 2 different races, the Marathon Molières (42km +4200m elevation gain) and the Montpius Skyrace (24km +1800m elevation gain). We weren’t there to participate but we did watch and cheer some of those approaching the finish line!
Vielha’s a very pretty place, with lots of old buildings, and views of the surrounding mountains often appearing behind.
We enjoyed our picnic lunch by the confluence of the Garona and Nere rivers, just in time before a shower arrived. The forecast was for rain and thunderstorms all day but we got off very lightly with few heavy showers until later in the evening. Our weather was v mild compared with the rest of Catalunya, most of which was under a red alert for serious flooding and v heavy rain.
As we wandered around the town, we found a marker post for the Camino de Santiago route from St Bernard de Comenge and through the Aran valley to Vielha (the Aran Pirineus Way of Saint James), where the path turns south to cross the mountains, to join the Catalan Way of St James or Camí de Sant Jaume (which starts in Barcelona or Montserrat), which in turn meets the Camino Frances in Zaragoza.
We did some food shopping during the siesta break before returning to visit the Musèu dera Val d'Aran, which reopened at 5pm.
This museum features the history of the valley and its people from prehistoric times onwards. Although the displays were labelled in Aranese, Catalan and Spanish, we were provided with a printed copy of most of the main panels in English and anything else was subjected to Google Translate!
The museum provided a fascinating glimpse into the lives and history of this initially long fought over strategic location, on the border between various provinces and latterly Spain and France. Crop and livestock farming were the main economic activity for centuries but then forestry and mining, and especially from the 19th century onwards, tourism took over - first winter sports but more recently also in the summer.
In the evening, not long after returning to the campsite we (and everyone else on the site) received 2 government weather alerts on our phones - oddly, the first telling us (in Spanish and Catalan) not to leave our homes or go anywhere near rivers or streams, immediately followed by a second (in Spanish and English) telling us that the threat level had now reduced. I suspect (and hope) other parts of Catalunya subject to the red alert may have received the first message much earlier in the day. Aran was only under a yellow warning, and the immediately neighbouring counties had amber warnings.
We finished the day with Hannah cooking us a delicious sausage and vegetable stew.Read more
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- Sunday, July 13, 2025 at 12:00 PM
- ☀️ 17 °C
- Altitude: 1,305 m
SpainArres42°45’27” N 0°42’43” E
One birthday and countless hairpin bends

After a birthday breakfast of ensaimadas, a doughy pastry spiral from Mallorca, we planned to ascend to the car park at Bassa d’ Arres at 1,560m, in order to walk up to the former Victoria zinc mine, high on the opposite side of the valley from the campsite.
We followed a tiny, incredibly windy road out of Bossost, rapidly climbing higher and higher above the valley floor, with hairpin after hairpin bend. Most of the time there was no barrier before an almost vertical drop on the downhill side of the road. Fortunately we didn’t encounter any cars going the other way, as there were very few places wide enough for 2 cars to pass, although we didn’t encounter any pass a few cyclists going up and one coming down.
The snag was that, having reached Arres de Sus at about 1,310m, we couldn’t find the right drivable (and paved) road beyond this tiny village. Google offered an impossibly steep track with a no entry sign, or an alternative route via the next high village, Vilamos.
We descended briefly and then went back up again into Vilamos, which sits at 1,255m. Google encouraged us to take a small road out of the village which turned into a narrow concrete road with a sign recommending only 4x4s should proceed. Knowing that we had seen ordinary cars in photos of the car park for the mines walk, we continued cautiously and with some trepidation. Initially all seemed well for a hundred or so metres when the concrete stopped, leaving only a rocky track ahead.
We decided that discretion was the better part of valour, and fortunately there was just space to turn around and return to Vilamos.Read more
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- Sunday, July 13, 2025 at 3:43 PM
- ⛅ 19 °C
- Altitude: 1,246 m
SpainVilamòs42°44’51” N 0°43’37” E
Vilamos and vultures

We decided to stop and have a look around Vilamos, whilst we were up here. This is said to be one of the oldest villages in the Val d’Aran, with origins in the 4th or 5th centuries.
We were about to have a look inside the church, when we spotted some birds of prey soaring high over the mountain top above the village. We grabbed binoculars, and extended the zoom on my camera, to confirm that they were Griffon vultures, the slightly more frequently spotted of the 2 potential vulture species likely to be seen in the Pyrenees. Whilst we watched for some time, we saw at least 6 or 7 individual birds, and a couple more swooped much lower, just above the treetops.
The Romanesque Inglesa Santa Maria was lovely, with parts of the building dating back to the 11th to 13th centuries.
We also found the medieval community lavadora (washing fountain) before visiting the Ço de Joanchiquet. This was the home of the well to do Aunós family from the 16th to mid-20th century, and now a museum about life in the mountain villages. An excellent audio guide (in English, and in part narrated by a family member born in the house) helped bring the many rooms to life.
The views from Vilamos were amazing, in particular looking south across the valley towards Tuc Aneto, Spain’s third highest mountain and the highest in the Pyrenees at 3,404m, and the big mountain beyond the Artiga de Lin, where we were the other day.
We stopped for a quick tapas snack and a refreshing drink before tackling the many hairpin bends on the descent from Vilamos, this time on a much larger, but just as windy, road than our ascent to Arres de Sus.Read more

TravelerMy Mum is really into birdwatching and one holiday growing up we went to a pass in the Pyrenees to watch the birds of prey miragration (they prefer not to fly over the mountains so go through the pass) we saw Griffin vultures and lots of other birds of prey from this on vantage point - it was fascinating.
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- Day 6
- Sunday, July 13, 2025 at 10:08 PM
- 🌙 13 °C
- Altitude: 979 m
SpainVielha e Mijaran42°42’6” N 0°47’45” E
Carcassonne & a birthday meal in Vielha

We returned to the campsite to play Carcassonne and in particular a new extension to the game which was one of Simeon’s birthday presents.
In the evening, we returned to Vielha for a delicious meal together for Simeon’s birthday.Read more
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- Day 7
- Monday, July 14, 2025 at 1:06 PM
- ☀️ 20 °C
- Altitude: 1,652 m
SpainNaut Aran42°45’34” N 0°59’40” E
Pla de Beret to Montgarri

Today took us to the opposite side of the
Val d’Aran, for a beautiful walk in Naut Aran (High Aran), about 35km from the campsite.
We drove up to the Pla de Beret ( Beret Plain) a high mountain pasture and the location of the mid level of the Baqueira/Beret ski resort in the winter. In the summer you can drive up to, and park on, the plain at an altitude of about 1,850m.
After a picnic lunch whilst enjoying the fabulous views on the plain, we struck off north west in order to follow the Noguera Pallaresa river roughly in the direction of the French border and the border between Aran and the next county within Catalunya to the east: Pallars Sobirà.
Our aim was to walk to the Sanctario de Montgarri, a former monastery, just over 6km from the car park on the plain (and the limit of drivable roads) and the same distance back again.
We set off on the track and soon picked up the way-marked walking path which led into the edge of the forest above the river which gurgled below. We could frequently hear the sound of cow bells on cattle and on the wild Pyrenean mountain horses or pottioks.
After about an hour and a half, the steeple of the church came into view and we soon reached the bridge just opposite the sanctuary gate.
Until the 1960s there was a village, also called Montagarri, a few hundred metres beyond the sanctuary, which was once Aran’s highest inhabited village at 1645m.
Next to the 11th century sanctuary church stands a refuge in a 16th century slate building, offering refreshments and accommodation.
After a drink and a snack, we had a look inside the church and then began the return journey, now on the opposite side of the river, to Pla de Beret.
The views heading back were just as wonderful as the outward journey. We also saw at least one more Griffon vulture (an possiblly a second too).Read more
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- Day 7
- Monday, July 14, 2025 at 7:16 PM
- ☀️ 19 °C
- Altitude: 1,784 m
SpainSalardú42°42’30” N 0°55’40” E
Views on the way down from Pla de Beret

As we descended, we met a group of pottiok blocking the road, until we gradually approach and they moved out of the way.
A few minutes later, we and several other cars ahead of us encountered a large group of cattle on the road. Those ahead of us pushed through and the cattle began to move along, letting us by.
The views on the way down were amazing, as you can see. As the valley back toward Vielha came into view, a low level cloud hung over the valley far below and above Vielha and the surrounding villages.
We spotted another couple of probable Griffon vultures, soaring high above us as we descended.Read more
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- Day 8
- Tuesday, July 15, 2025 at 1:15 PM
- 🌫 17 °C
- Altitude: 509 m
FranceSaint-Béat-Lez42°54’44” N 0°41’31” E
Vultures for lunch

We awoke yesterday to find the valley full of low clouds, covering even the lower peaks. We therefore decided to head north, out of the valley in order to visit Saint-Bertrand-de-Comminges (about which more later), roughly 40km (25 miles) from the campsite.
Just across the border into France, we spotted a number of vultures wheeling on their broad wings just below the cloud level. We found somewhere to park beside the Garonne river in Saint Béat, a small village squeezed between cliffs on the opposing sides of the valley.
There were loads of Griffon vultures, a number of Red Kites and a large black crow which might been a Raven or (less excitingly) a Rook!
Some of the vultures came in to land at the top of one of the cliffs, where we also saw what appeared to be a big chick or near fledgling (and this is the right sort of time of the year for Griffon vultures to fledge).
We also saw another bird which my phone’s nature recognition ai thinks was an Osprey, but it definitely wasn’t a vulture.
After watching the vultures swirling around for quite a time, we decided to eat our lunch at a convenient picnic table beside the river, whilst keeping an eye on the vultures and other birds.
St Béat is known for several marble quarries in the nearby hills, first exploited by the Romans. They have an annual marble sculpture festival, with sculptures dotted around the village.Read more
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- Tuesday, July 15, 2025 at 3:30 PM
- ☁️ 20 °C
- Altitude: 514 m
FranceSaint-Bertrand-de-Comminges43°1’37” N 0°34’14” E
Saint-Bertrand-de-Comminges

We continued on to Saint-Bertrand-de-Comminges a little further into France, a little medieval fortified village on a hilltop, and the seat of the former Diocese of Comminges from at least the 6th century until the French Revolution.
We parked at the foot of the hill and climbed up past the fortifications to pass through a gate into the old “city”. Finally we found ourselves in front of the (former) Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Saint-Bertrand-de-Comminges, mostly built in the 12th and 14th centuries, with a few later additions.
Behind the altar lays the shrine of St Bertrand, originally known as Bertrand de l'Isle-Jourdain, who was raised in the late 11th century to become a knight but instead became a priest and ultimately bishop of what was then known as Lugdunum Convenarum for nearly 50 years. In this time, Bertrand built the cathedral, adopted pope Gregory VI’s reforms regarding the morality and spirituality of clergy and laity, and revived the city that would later bear his name. At around this time, the city also became a stopping point for pèlerins on their way across southern France to Santiago de Compostela.
We had a drink and ice creams in a cafe on one of the winding, narrow streets that spread out from the cathedral at the top of the hill, before heading to the local Musée de Archéologie.
The recently refurbished museum is housed in the former Gendarmerie, and features a small fraction of the treasures of Lugdunum Convenarum unearthed from the surrounding fields in the plains around the current hill top village.
Lugdunum Convenarum is thought to have been founded as a colony by Pompey in 73 BC when returning to Rome after campaigning in what is now Spain. Over the next couple of centuries, this became a large and important settlement with a population of some 30,000 (today’s village has some 230!), part of the Roman province of Gallia Aquitania (and later Novempopulania). At this time, the Val d’Aran fell within the area administered from Lugdunum Convenarum. The city declined in the 5th century, as the (Western) Roman Empire crumbled under attacks from Vandals and other Germanic tribes.
Legend has it that Herod Antipas (the local ruler of Galilee in at the time of Jesus’ ministry) and his wife Herodias were exiled there under the orders of the Emperor Caligula in AD 39, until their deaths a couple of years later (but there is much confusion between this Lugdunum (Convenarum) and the Lugdunum which is now the French city of Lyon.
Extensive excavations have taken place all around Saint-Bertrand from the 16th century onwards, but more rigorously from the early 20th century, and continue to the present day.
Key finds now on display in the archeological museum include part of a reconstructed Triumph or monumental marble sculpture celebrating a victory in Spain or Gaul - although the specifics of the victory or victories being celebrated are the subject of some debate and speculation. The current view is that the Triumph was most likely associated with Proconsul Marcus Valerius Messalla and his conquest of the Aquitani people, including the Convenae (from which the second part of Lugdunum Convenarum’s name comes).
There are also many other objects from the daily lives of those who lived here. There are also a number of funerary monuments, the inscriptions on which enable much detail to be gleaned about the individuals being commemorated and their lives.Read more
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- Day 8
- Tuesday, July 15, 2025
- ☁️ 20 °C
- Altitude: 460 m
FranceValcabrère43°1’42” N 0°35’5” E
Lugdunum & Saint-Just de Valcabrère

After descending from the hilltop Saint-Bertrand, we had a quick look at some of the nearby Roman and excavations of Lugdunum Convenarum, including:
- theatre (this was set into the very foot of the hillside)
- bathhouse complex
- forum or central square
- early 5th century Christian basilica
The latter is said to be connected to an early and small Christian community present in Lugdunum Convenarum from the end of the 3rd century. The church became the centre of the Diocese of Comminges.
We then drove a couple of km to another church, the Basilique Saint-Just de Valcabrère, built just outside the Roman city. The basilica is said to be the most beautiful Romanesque church in south west France. The present building was built in the 11-12th centuries with re-used stones from Lugdunum but may have replaced an earlier building on the site, and excavations are underway of a much earlier cemetery just across the road from the church.
We benefited from an online audio guide in English that we could access on our phones.
Like the (former) Cathedral, St Just de Valcabrère was recognised as a key place on the Camino de Santiago for medieval pilgrims to visit and, accordingly, is now recognised as a. UNESCO World Heritage Site linked to the Camino. There’s also a sign outside indicating the distance to Santiago.Read more
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- Day 9
- Wednesday, July 16, 2025 at 3:02 PM
- ☀️ 24 °C
- Altitude: 1,164 m
SpainBossòst42°45’55” N 0°40’4” E
Aran wildlife park, Col de Portilhon

After the low clouds the day before, we awoke to clear blue skies and a v warm day. After a leisurely morning in the shade of
the campsite, including getting some washing done, we set off for the road up to the Col de Portilhon.
However we weren’t going to cross this pass into France today. Rather, our destination this afternoon was the Aran Park - Parc Animalier, a wildlife park containing about 20 species from the Pyrenees and the Val d’Aran in particular, in large enclosures on the mountain side.
The group of Griffon vultures in the park were each irreversibly injured by flying into power cables,
Although there are Brown Bears in the valley, this was going to be our most likely sighting at least on this trip! As we arrived at the bear enclosure, the keepers brought what appeared to be frozen cantaloupe melons, which they threw to the 2 bears. The melons bounced and sounded like rocks hitting the ground - which is why we thought they mus have been frozen.
I’ll let the photos speak for themselves!Read more
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- Day 9
- Wednesday, July 16, 2025 at 6:37 PM
- ☀️ 23 °C
- Altitude: 1,014 m
SpainBossòst42°46’41” N 0°40’49” E
Views from the Bossost mirador

On the way back down from, we stopped to enjoy the views from this view point, just above the large village of Bossost.
Here are a few more pictures of the campsite too.
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- Day 10
- Thursday, July 17, 2025 at 12:19 PM
- ☀️ 24 °C
- Altitude: 1,405 m
SpainArres42°46’29” N 0°42’56” E
Victoria Mines - second attempt!

After our inability to locate a drivable road up to the car park for the mines the other day, this time we had done our homework. There is a paved road for which you don’t need to drive a 4x4, but you need to approach the turn off from the Arres de Sus road from the opposite direction to our previous attempt - because the turning is otherwise hard to spot and impossible to turn into.
Coming the other way this morning, we turned on to the single car width, tarmac road which led higher and higher up the side of the mountain. Mostly, there was a sheer drop on one side of the road and an almost vertical mountainside on the other. I was very relieved not to meet anyone coming down as there were few places wide enough to allow two cars to pass.
After 2.5 km we arrived at Bassa d’Arres, and the car park. From here we had a 30-45 minute walk down the mountain to find the first of several waypoints with something to look at and an information board to explain the background to this former zinc sulphide mine. The leaflet said there would be an hour or so walk around the various stooping points, returning to the car park.
The Victoria Mines were one of a number opened in the valley from the end of the 19th century, this mine starting in the early 1900s and becoming fully operational in 1912. In the same year, an ore washing plant opened in Bossost, the village on the valley floor below the mine.
In its hay day, the mine extracted around 80 tons of ore a day. A complex system of cable cars, inclined planes and “balanced scales” were used to transport the ore down to Bossost and the washing plant. The balanced scales were a little like an aerial version of an inclined plane where the weight of a full load descending pulls up the next empty container, and so on.
About 100-150 lived and worked at the mine, in order to keep it operational 24 hours a day. Women and children were employed mostly in the ore washing plant. Digging was initially by pick and shovel but later there was a machine house with a compressor to power pneumatic drilling.
However, by the 1930s the zinc prices had fallen to the point that the cost of extraction and washing was becoming uneconomical, and there was also now a shortage of labour. For part of the 1930s, the mine stopped extraction whilst the washing plant continued to process the stocked up ore. The mine working was suspended at the start of the Spanish Civil War in 1936, but reopened in 1948. However, the mine finally closed in 1953.
Aside from the need to use Google Translate to decipher the information panels in Aranese, Catalan and Spanish, it was an interesting self-guided walk around the various sites, all of which were in the beautiful setting, being halfway up the mountainside. It was also great that we were mostly in the shade from the otherwise hot sun.
However there was a pretty steep climb, at points on a very narrow path, with sheer drop. The local council is in the process of installing new fencing in some of the most challenging parts of the path, but this appears to be a work in progress, with regular piles of fencing poles and handrails waiting to be installed!
We returned the short distance to the campsite for lunch, followed by a relaxing swim in the pool and a restful afternoon trying to stay in the shade.Read more
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- Day 11
- Friday, July 18, 2025 at 12:00 PM
- ⛅ 25 °C
- Altitude: 805 m
SpainLlavorsí42°29’44” N 1°12’48” E
Leaving the Val d’Aran … for the day

After a relatively prompt start we headed along the valley to drive over the Port de la Bonaigua pass, which marks the easternmost end of the Val d’Aran and the start of the next county in Catalunya, namely Pallars Sobira. We were heading to Llavorsi, about 1h 15m or 70km from the campsite.
Llavorsi marks the start of what is said to be the best white water and rapids in at least Catalunya if not all of Spain, as well as being on the edges of the 2 national parks in the Catalan Pirineos (Pyrenees).
We were taking a 14km rafting adventure along the Noguera Pallaresa, the same river we walked beside to the Sanctuari de Montgarri. But it’s a bit bigger here, even though in the summer the river is about 1-1.5m shallower than in the spring.
The 12 rapids on this stretch were graded 2-3 (and would be up to 4, with more water).
We were in an inflatable raft with a Belgian family and Jaime, our guide and helmsman.
It was excellent fun and we (just) managed to stay in the boat - save for a couple of points where Simeon and Hannah (and some of the others) took a swim in the river alongside the boat.
The rafting company took some great photos - which I've only been able to download once we had a chance to hook up to some WiFi!
After getting changed and showered at the rafting centre, we continued down the Noguera valley, before taking the road further east toward the Port de Canto pass, and the next county of Alt Urguell.Read more
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- Day 11
- Friday, July 18, 2025 at 3:30 PM
- ☀️ 25 °C
- Altitude: 1,033 m
AndorraSanta Coloma42°30’26” N 1°31’13” E
Still heading east … to Andorra la Vella

All along the journey, the views around were amazing. This was especially so at the Mirador (Viewpoint) of Creu de Guils de Canto, with views across the Segre valley towards the Cadi mountain range on the far side of Alt Urguell.
The road eventually descended towards La Seu d’Urgell, a small city famous for its bishop being one of the co-princes who are the joint Heads of State of Andorra - our next destination.
The other co-prince will be more familiar than Bishop Josep-Lluís Serrano Pentinat: his name is Emmanuel Macron, the president of France. The bishop and first the French Crown and now the French president have been ex officio the co-princes for Andorra since 1278.
From La Seu d’Urgell, we finally turned north towards Andorra.
As we reached the border, we left both the EU and the Schengen region but without needing to have our passports stamped. This is because, although Andorra is not an EU member or part of Schengen, you can only get here from either France or Spain, which are of course within Schengen, and so Andorra effectively operates as if it was subject to Schengen, save for the duty free limits which apply to purchases made with the principality of Andorra.
We soon arrived in Andorra la Vella (which simply means Andorra the City), the capital of this mountainous and Catalan speaking micro-state. By the early afternoon, it was about 35°C in the shade and even hotter in the sun, despite the city being Europe’s highest capital at some 1,200m.
Trying to stay in the shade and out of the hot sun, we had a wander around the old city, including the Església de Sant Esteve (St Steve’s). The church was built in the 11-12th centuries but has been restored many times and most recently in the 1960s, leaving a relatively modern looking church, with a few historic elements such as the baroque altarpieces.
We didn’t manage to see the Casa de la Vall, the 16th century house which was the seat of the Consell General, the Andorran parliament, from 1702 to 2011. Unfortunately we were barely able to see even the outside of the building as a result of extensive renovation works to the building and the square surrounding it.
We enjoyed a meal in the city before it was time to retrace our steps through the mountains back to the Val d’Aran - but first filling up with diesel at one of the dozen petrol stations on the road to the border. Andorran’s attractive prices (diesel at €1.24 a litre or something like £1.07) are even better than the Spanish prices and so oddly enough, we weren’t alone in doing so!
As dusk and then night fell, the views along the 2.5 hour drive back were just as spectacular as in the daylight. We might not have made the 150km trip to Andorra, except that the rafting took us nearly half way and so we couldn’t resist the opportunity to tick off another country!
At one point on the way back, a fallow deer stag loomed out of the half light in the middle of the road, but he sped away as we approached.
Just before the top of the Bonaigua pass we encountered loads of cattle standing on and around the road but there was just about room to get by. By this point it was dark and the cattle were black shadows until our headlights fell upon them. Perhaps the locals need to invest in marking the cattle with reflective paint!Read more
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- Day 12
- Saturday, July 19, 2025 at 3:59 PM
- ☁️ 16 °C
- Altitude: 650 m
FranceBagnères-de-Luchon42°46’58” N 0°35’50” E
Tour de France, Stage 14

Today we headed west out of the Val d’Aran (rather than east) and we were only going about 20km or 30 minutes’ driving time.
We followed the road up and over what the Aranese call the Port de Portilhon and the French the Col du Portillon, to head down to Bagnères-de-Luchon.
Our reason for visiting Luchon on this particular day was because stage 14 of the Tour de France was passing through, having started about 170km away in Pau, and the end of the stage was Superbagnères, the ski station above Luchon.
We hadn’t managed to get the limited availability tickets for the cable car up to Superbagnères for the finish line, but we managed to find somewhere to park in an absolutely packed town, and then to bag about a metre of kerb along the route as it led up towards the final 16km climb up to Superbagnères.
The initial excitement, not long after we arrived at our spot, was a near altercation between the French security men holding the checkpoint at the last junction before the climb and several cars from Norwegian and French TV, who the security guys wouldn’t allow onto the road up the mountain. At the same time, various team support vehicles and other Tour officials arrived behind the TV cars, and who were allowed to pass. At one point there were at least half a dozen cars and vans honking horns and demanding to be let through.
Eventually someone more senior arrived to resolve matters and the road was cleared in good time before the front runners and their police escorts arrived.
The eventual stage winner, the Dutchman Thymen Arensman, was alone out in front as he passed us.
The next few riders came along in a small group, then a few individuals, and then some larger groups, including Tadej Pogocar, the current wearer of the Maillot Jaune (Yellow Jersey) surrounded by teammates, and then a little later a group including Brit Geraint Thomas.
The atmosphere was great, and the strength and stamina of the riders was extraordinary. , The thousands lining the road cheered and clapped excitedly as each rider passed us.
I have to confess that, as the riders zoomed by, it wasn’t possible to recognise any more than team colours at most and I just kept taking as many photographs as I could.
After all of the riders had swept by, followed by all of the support vehicles and police escort, we walked the short distance along the road towards the centre of town where we found a sort of fan village (for invited guests) but most importantly with a large screen showing the live coverage of the final moments of the stage as Arensman won the stage, followed a minute later by Pogocar just beating the third placed Jonas Vingegaard in the last few metres.
For a more technical explanation of what happened throughout the stage and who was who, the official write up is here: https://www.letour.fr/en/news/2025/stage-14/are…
Afterwards, it was time to join the slow moving line of cars, and many cyclists too, climbing back over the pass to return to the Val d’Aran.Read more
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- Day 13
- Sunday, July 20, 2025 at 2:48 PM
- ⛅ 19 °C
- Altitude: 1,798 m
FranceSaint-Aventin42°46’5” N 0°34’41” E
Superbagnères but not quite a super view

After the day before’s visit to Bagnères-de-Luchon for the Tour de France, we wanted to go up to Superbagnères, the ski resort above town where Stage 14 finished, and to take a walk amongst what were supposed to be amazing views.
We took the « Crémaillère Express » gondola cable car, which whisked us up to Superbagnères at 1,800m in only 8 minutes. The current gondola lift, which only opened in 2023, is named for the crémaillère or rack and pinion railway which linked the town and resort between 1912 and 1966.
There was however one snag. Despite the sunny and mostly clear skies in the Val d’Aran, Superbagnères was enveloped in low clouds. Every now and again the clouds parted to reveal the wonderful views, before closing once again.
We enjoyed our picnic lunch looking into a wall of cloud, with the clanking of cowbells on cows we saw once of twice through the clouds. Midway through the sandwiches we’d made that morning, we were approached by an American who was impressed at our sandwiches and wanted to know where we’d bought them!
After lunch, we found the location of the Stage 14 finish line, now marked by spray paint and advertising stuck to the road surface.
We started to follow the “Circuit des Crêtes”, which was described as having “exceptional views” of the surrounding mountains and valleys. The views appeared once or twice but were mostly absent.
As we continued along the ridge leading away from the resort buildings, the cloud grew thicker and more dense, but then in moment would clear a little, perhaps offering a glimpse of the views or at least allowing the sun to shine down. We did however see a raven flying around in the cloud, making its unmistakable “crinkle-cronk” call. It was, alas, too quick to capture a photo.
We returned to the beginning of the walk, with thick clouds all around, to the point that we could barely make out any of the surrounding buildings at all when stood in the middle of the car park.
We managed to find our way back to the gondola station to return to Luchon and the valley bottom, far below the clouds.Read more
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