73 miles, 5,620 feet
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|Drunk on the scenery?|
|That's not the way down Michael!|
Martyn and Amanda were waiting at the bottom of the descent with our lunch. By now the temperature was rising steadily so we were glad of the refreshment (that cool melon was yummy!). But we had to press on over the final 20 miles to Campo, our overnight destination. This final leg was hard; very hard. In temperatures that rose to 30 degrees, with absolutely no shade, the final 9%, two-mile climb of Foradada was quite a challenge. The longish straights added to the pressure and I could see the air shimmering ahead of me. This was very much a case of turning the cranks one revolution at a time and grinding it out!