It was a bit of a wet morning so i didn´t look around Carthagena any further and hit the road. Today was slightly unusual as I was only going to pass 2 towns on the whole 100km journey. The first destination of the day was Mazzaron, a town with a resort attached. Once clear of Carthagena the scenry improved and it was a lovely cycle up to a pass before whizzing down towards the sea again. The land here is very dry but quite uninque and impressive to look at.
After the usual lunch of salami and bread I prepared myself for a further 55km through some very isolated mounatins. There were no real towns between here and aguillas so I stocked up with water before heading off.
I started to see the large fruit plantations covered in plastic. This area of Spain has made a lot of money from intensive farming of fruit in huge plastic covered fields. There not very attractive to look at though. The road began to climb and climb and climb and I felt I was in a very remote place. There were a few county houses and the the mountains were impressive.
There seemed to alot of dogs around but thankfully none game any chase. After an exhausting climb I reached the summit pass and enjoyed the longest freewheel of almost 20km into the seaside resort of Aguillas. It was 4.30pm and I knew I should do another 20km but I was tired so checked into a hotel that advertised the fact It had internet.
I asked the chain smoking grandmother at the reception for a room and she asked me to wait for 5 minutes for her son to return. She managed to squeeze in another 2 fags before her scrufy looking son arrived and gave me the key without looking at me. To be fair the room was clean so after a shower headed out to have a look around.
It was a bit of a wet morning so i didn´t look around Carthagena any further and hit the road. Today was slightly unusual as I was only going to pass 2 towns on the whole 100km journey. The first destination of the day was Mazzaron, a town with a resort attached. Once clear of Carthagena the scenry improved and it was a lovely cycle up to a pass before whizzing down towards the sea again. The land here is very dry but quite uninque and impressive to look at. 
After the usual lunch of salami and bread I prepared myself for a further 55km through some very isolated mounatins. There were no real towns between here and aguillas so I stocked up with water before heading off.
I started to see the large fruit plantations covered in plastic. This area of Spain has made a lot of money from intensive farming of fruit in huge plastic covered fields. There not very attractive to look at though. The road began to climb and climb and climb and I felt I was in a very remote place. There were a few county houses and the the mountains were impressive.
There seemed to alot of dogs around but thankfully none game any chase. After an exhausting climb I reached the summit pass and enjoyed the longest freewheel of almost 20km into the seaside resort of Aguillas. It was 4.30pm and I knew I should do another 20km but I was tired so checked into a hotel that advertised the fact It had internet.
I asked the chain smoking grandmother at the reception for a room and she asked me to wait for 5 minutes for her son to return. She managed to squeeze in another 2 fags before her scrufy looking son arrived and gave me the key without looking at me. To be fair the room was clean so after a shower headed out to have a look around.
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