We woke up to sunshine! The daily mist cycle in Ager was finally broken… by strong winds. The forecast said NW winds, but with strong sunshine it can come on, so we had breakfast and then headed up the hill. The N wind was much lighter than we anticipated, but it was really cold, so we sat in the car a while and then headed to the lower launch, where it was more on, but with the N wind still clearly in evidence, we didn’t think it was safe to fly. Hunger drove us back down to camping, where we played meccano, putting Nicky’s new tilting bike rack together. By 3pm we figured that if it wasn’t on now, it never would be, so we drove back up the hill, but it was still N. We checked out the N launch over the back of the hill, but it was too strong for comfort, so we gave up and said our goodbyes to Nicky and headed off home via a bit of sightseeing.

Although I have driven through Balaguer many, many times, I have never stopped to see the old town walls. Geoff has and said it was worth it. I don’t think much of the new town with endless apartment blocks, but the main square is lovely. From there we walked up the hill and to the entrance of the stepped walkway along the town walls, but it was locked. Fairly typically for round here, all the things tourists (or locals) might want to see are closed when people are actually free to see them. So you can’t see any thing during siesta times and the walls close at 2pm on a Sunday in winter. Arrgghh! We did wander around trying to find a nice place for a picnic and noticed one of the gates onto the walls hadn’t been locked, so we sneaked in for a short walk round.

Next stop Montfalco Murallat, a little medieval walled village that we haven’t been to for many years. Like Weston-super-Mare, it’s still not quite finished.

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