Heading east towards the Ebro river we followed a brown sign for Monasterio de Veruela. Set in peaceful Aragon countryside it’s a place I couldn’t do justice to describe. Just note the name and go there if you ever go driving through this area.
As we got closer to the Ebro Valley the thought of fishing seemed uncomfortable. How could we go there and see Heiko (our guide) and fish so close to the area we’d shared a family holiday, possibly one of the best we’ve had – nah. Resetting the SatNav we headed north, through the middle of the Pyrenees, up through central France and a few days later a smooth ferry crossing to Dover. After 5 weeks home felt right so here we are. Hasta Luego.
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