Val d’Aran

July 2025
  • Iain Colville
A 15-day adventure by Iain Read more
  • Iain Colville

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  • Andorra Andorra
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Camping, Family, Vacation
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  • Bassa d'Arres, the start of the mines walk
    Looking towards the start of the Artiga de Lin valley and Tuc AnetoManager's houseEntrance to one of several galleriesThe Aran Park we visited yesterday is roughly where the woods turn a darker green on the centre leftSo called "Miracle Balance", where the descending load lifted the empty container to the topMap of all the various mines around the Val d'AranWorkers' housingThe return up the mountainside was a little narrow and challenging in olacesTop of another balanced scaleTracks leading from the next gallery entrance/exit to the balanced scaleThe rather narrow and twisty road up and down to the Bassa d'Arres and the start of the walkRetuning to Arres de SusVilamos

    Victoria Mines - second attempt!

    July 17 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 24 °C

    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.
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  • Leaving the Val d’Aran … for the day

    July 18 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

    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.
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  • Mirador at Creu de Guils de CantoCentral Andorra la Vella, the sculpture is "La Noblesse du Temps" by Salvador DaliSant EsteveOriginal apse in a side chapelThe modern nave with baroque altarpieceAnother side chapelPortico, Sant EstevePart of 7 Poetes" (7 Poets) is a sculptural work by Jaume Plensa6 of the 7 poets, the 7th is lower and behind the trees in the backgroundViews on the way "home"

    Still heading east … to Andorra la Vella

    July 18 in Andorra ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    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!
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  • Today's stage profile and stats
    One of many support vehicles at the checkpoint, this one for the leading team UAE Team Emirates-XRGNorwegian TV2's car stuck at the checkpoint, with the presenter pictured remonstrating with securityStage leader (and winner) Thyman Arensman of Ineos GrenadiersThe wearer of the Red Polka Dot jersey, Lenny Martinez of Bahrain VictoriousOn the left, Frenchman Valentin Paret Peintre of Sousa-Quick Step/BEL, and Sepp Kuss of Visma-L-a-BThe Maillot Jaune of Tadej Pogocar, the current leader of the GC (and second today) with teammatesIn the middle, Geraint Thomas of India Grenadiers

    Tour de France, Stage 14

    July 19 in France ⋅ ☁️ 16 °C

    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.
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  • Several gliders were wheeling around the sky below the cloudsNearing the upper stationSimeon & Hannah at the Stage 14 finish lineAll that remained of the finish lineThe final few metres before the finish line

    Superbagnères but not quite a super view

    July 20 in France ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    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.
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  • Bossost
    TapasOlha Aranesa (in the foreground)

    Dinner in Bossost

    July 20 in Spain ⋅ 🌧 14 °C

    After returning to the campsite, it was time to start to dismantle and pack some of our stuff, ready for our departure the following morning.

    We then headed into Bossost, the nearest slightly larger village for our last dinner in Spain - on this holiday at least!

    We found a traditional and friendly restaurant serving tapas and Olha Aranesa (a local speciality, consisting of a soup with different sorts of meat, sausage and vegetables).

    Whilst we were eating, the heavens opened and it began to throw it down. The heavy rain, supplemented with some thunder and lightning continued for much of the night.
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  • Homeward bound … via Carcassonne!

    July 21 in France ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

    After finishing our packing of one very wet tent and squeezing the rest of our belongings into the car, it was time to say “Adiu”, “Adéu” and “Adiós” to the Val d’Aran and to head back to France and the autoroute to Toulouse.

    However, our visit to the south west of France wouldn’t be complete without stopping off briefly on our way home at the medieval walled city of Carcassonne. Ok, I concede that “on our way” was perhaps doing some heavy lifting - Carcassonne was an hour or so to the south east of Toulouse, in the direction of the Mediterranean coast!

    In any event, we were in Carcassonne by early afternoon and had time for a wander around the castle and part of the ramparts, to buy some giant meeples and a new extension to the game Carcassonne, and of course an ice cream.

    We returned to the autoroute back to Toulouse before heading north to Limoges.
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  • Cahors

    July 21 in France ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C

    We left the autoroute to stop at Cahors for dinner.

    Just outside the restaurant, we found several scallop shells set into the pavement, indicating the router through the city of the Via Podensis or the Chemin du Puy, from Le Puy en Velay to St Jean Pied de Port, and then onto Santiago de Compostela.Read more

  • The last leg of the journey home

    July 22 in England ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

    After the long drive north from Limoges with no hold ups, we managed to catch an earlier LeShuttle than originally planned on Tuesday evening.

    We lunched at a Buffalo Grill in Chambly, just north of Paris. As the name suggests, this is a Wild West themed restaurant chain, all delivered in a very French style. If you’ve driven in France at any point since the early 1990s, you’ve probably seen the red roofs of Buffalo Grills, usually close to autoroute junctions.

    When we checked in at the Chunnel, we were offered a crossing due to go within less than an hour, and which was immediately calling us to get ready to board - and so we got straight in the (thankfully) short queues through French and British border control.

    We just had time to finish eating the last snacking sausages (which would otherwise have been prohibited by the UK’s current ban on the importation of dairy and most meat products from the EU without full phytosanitary inspections and the like).

    The car was also swabbed for explosives but not sausages, and we were allowed through, to more or less drive straight onto the train. We appeared to be the last vehicle on, at least on the upper level, and we were soon on our way.

    Having got back to the UK earlier than expected, we then continued on home after a quick pit stop to see my parents as we passed through Kent.
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