An extreme but effective way to clear fault codes I suppose…every cloud 
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Day Nine
The weather today was forecast to be mostly grey and damp so we decided to set off late and take the direct route to our next accomodation. The first hour or so of satnav’s route was through busy urban areas and on some sections of what seemed like motorways but weren’t according to navigation devices.
After stopping to add warmer clothing layers, and riding on to quieter mountain roads, it became a pleasant ride despite the grey damp weather.
When we eventually reached the restaurant where we planned to lunch we found it was closed so backtracked to a larger place we spotted on way. We each had the four course menu of the day, and shared half of the bottle of wine we were given. At €12 a head it was a bargain.
After setting off again I spotted a little viewpoint the two ahead missed so I stopped to try and get some photos.
As I rode to catch up to the other two I was rising into the clouds and passed other viewpoints that no doubt would have had better views if day was clear. I eventually met them at the top of the pass where the road was visible but nothing beyond.
On the ride down though it soon cleared and even became a little sunny at times.
Even petrol stations here have nice views. 
After getting supplies in Riaño we arrived at our new place at 6pm.
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Day Ten
Today I went for a ride on my own up the N-625 from Riaño to Cangas De Onis, then back again.
It was sunny when I left but as I got further north into the mountains it got a bit grey.
I ended up getting lunch supplies and an icecream from a service station on the edge of Cangas but wanted better surroundings to eat them. So found a dead end road on satnav that I guessed went up into the hills and 10 minutes later I was disturbing a herd of goats sunbathing on a mountain road with their guard dog. This seemed like a good spot to spend half an hour.
Of course, had to disturb goats again on way down.
The weather was improving as the day went on, so the return journey south ended up being even more enjoyable.
Got back to base about 4pm, just a couple of minutes before the other two. They had done done a bit of same road but ended up going south as the weather was good there all day. They also had to go looking for a bolt to replace the one the Guzzi lost from it’s gear shift lever. They found a helpful garage that had bolt, but the nuts were robbed of the Honda’s chain adjuster!
There’s a small bar/restaurant within walking distance who are going to cook us steak later. So writing this up now with a glass beer. 
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Brilliant photos ..! Nice to have your own space for a day .
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Those last two photos are amazing 
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Day Ten (Addendum)
Had nice walk to next little village, to bar that cooked us dinner, after an appetizer that included home made smoked chorizo 
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Day Eleven Part One
I got up around 7:30 and had had my two coffees, showered, packed up, and loaded bike before the others stirred from their rooms.
Today was our final change of accommodation, this time to move an hour up the road to return to the place we started at. We were each going to do our own thing today so I set off around 10 to return to Cain de Valdeon, or the Garden of Eden as I’ve been called it. 
First a bit of the main Route National.
Then turned off onto the road leading further up.
To the top of the pass just above 1500m
And then down the other side.
After the turn off to the dead end road to Cain I spotted a small lay-by with a rough path down to what looked like a rope bridge. But when I scrambled down to it I had second thoughts!
Nice view on the climb back to bike though.
After there the road decends to the river and becomes shady.
Before turning into a gorge.
Finally at Cain it felt like a two lemonade day.
After a spell relaxing there it was time to backtrack the way I came.
And as it was lunchtime found a shady picnic area to eat my usual cheese and churizo baguette I made in the morning.
On way out had to pause whilst a wave of sheep washed by.
Then back onto the main road where I paused at a bench to write this.
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What a brilliant place to ride!
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Sounds and looks like a Beautiful day today
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Another beautiful day! You’ve had a spectacular trip so far. I would not have been able to resist that bridge… .
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Fantastic photos and thanks for stopping and taking these photos to share with us.
Glad to see your blue skies at last.
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Day Eleven Part Two
As today’s ride was only going to be 100km I had planned on extending it, but as time ticked by and I got hot and tired I decided to stick to the main road heading to the accomodation.
I couldn’t resist popping up to the bear viewpoint we did a week ago though.
And stopping for a pic just off the main road down to Potes.
When I got to the accomodation my friend’s Guzzi was already there but he was nowhere to be seen. Turns out he’d gone down to local bar for some liquid anaesthetic and when he came back it was with the help of a walking stick he’d bought. Yes, you guessed it, another mishap, this time he had misjudged riding through concrete bollards and caught a pannier on one, denting it and spraining his ankle as he went to the ground. 
This was around 4:30 and I was rather hungry after not having much during the day, so rode back to the local supermarket for supplies. Unfortunately it didn’t open after siesta until 5pm, then remembered I had some emergency supplies.
Once shops were open went back for beer and cooking ingredients that our now invalid friend rustled up into something tasty.
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Is the Guzzi rider called Lucky?
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He’s the lightning rod so I don’t get the misfortune
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You have literally thought of everything. Start your own touring company. 
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Great tour BM
Day Twelve
This morning, last night’s cook, (he of sprained ankle and bike dropping fame), had sickness and diarrhea, and suffering from lack of sleep. So after breakfast the other two of us set off on our own sunny jaunts, leaving him to recover in bed with what medication we could get.
I set off north on the N-621 out of town.
After turning off onto the CA-282 and a little wriggling up mountains I took a little detour to a mile of narrow wooded road.
To get to the Mirador de Santa Catalina, which looks down onto the N-621 that I’d just ridden along, and the snow-capped Picos in the distance.
The road isn’t going to show in that picture, it’s a tiny grey line leading up the centre.
Back on track I was heading west and down agricultural landscape. The view back…
Turning south on the CA-281 produced smooth sweeping roads along the side of a valley where I passed my Honda friend mid corner.
That road eventually leads up a gorge to a dam.
The final leg of my journey led to a road I did a week ago in hail. This time the peaktop view had a view.
Being a sunny Saturday there was a fair few bikes and tourists about, but nowhere was especially busy.
The last half hour was descending twisty mountain roads and by now I was starting to feel a bit hot and tired, so happy to get back to base for a siesta. I.e. a beer and a forum writeup
This evening will be preparing for the trip tomorrow morning to the Santander ferry. The direct route is 60 miles if we use motorway, hopefully Guzzi guy’s foot and guts are up to it…
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The poor guy’s not having a great time, is he? At least he’s got a nice Guzzi to cheer him up.
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But it will be a source of amusement for years to come when he eventually sees the funny side 
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Did he break a mirror before he left home?
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