Aragon Day 5, A Day At The Races

Forecast was spot on. Woke at 7am, it was raining. Waterproofs on, we set off into the gloom, rain and fog. As we dropped out of the mountains it brightened up all the rest of the way to the circuit. We were swiftly in our parking spot and out of the waterproofs. This time there were no issues  with the water on entry. We grabbed a coffee and brekkie, a warm bacon (ham) and cheese baguette. 

Happy to report there were no French in our seats, though I had to ask a guy behind to move his feet from the back of my seat! 

As you can see from this pic, it was a bit cloudy early doors.  Not cold, nor raining. We were hoping for better later. And that's what we got, certainly so far as the weather went, anyway. It was 25 and full sun again.

The racing didn't give us much to shout about. Our best hope in Moto 3  John McFee, finished 10th, having been 4th at one point. In Moto 2, our only hope, Jake Dixon, crashed out of a battle for 4th on the last lap. Finally, our stand in rider Cal Crutchlow, managed 14th for 2 points. He did have the honour of being top Yamaha though, after the current world champion crashed out on lap 1. A thoroughly good day's racing.

There was a request for a minute's silence for the Queen.  Before the MotoGP race. Psul and I obviously observed this  disappointed the Spanish and French were laughing and jeering! 

We left just after the Red Bull Rookies (see above) race had begun and after the majority of punters had left, so getting away from the circuit was fairly swift. We had an 80 mile ride to our hotel in Lleida, a combination of gentle twisties and short motorway. We were passed by quite a number of bikes, then passed the scene of an accident, where maybe the rider's ambition outweighed his skill. Who knows? Emergency services were in attendance. 

We filled up again, our last in Spain, a kilometre from the hotel. Once again  we received a discount on the pump price, €19 something to €16 something. Nice to see governments on the continent doing their bit for the people.

The hotel has an underground car park, just as well, I wouldn't fancy leaving Ginny outside. It looks a bit rough.

We found a bar and had a couple of beers, then had dinner at McDs, where I had another beer, something you can't do in the UK.

Tomorrow we have about 450 kilometres to do, so a full day on the road. Destination,  Cahors.

Until then.