Day 33 – 6th June 2009 – Saturday

We were woken by fisherman arriving, so got up, had breakfast and set off again in brighter weather. The drive today could not have been more different than yesterday. Long, straight, flat roads, through arable farmland and small villages. We drove South for most of the day, passing fields full of giant White Stork grazing on insects and started to see more of the typical random old, toothless Spanish men sat in doorways or wandering aimlessly along the streets – all would stop and stare at the van. Even the children would stop and smile as we drove past. As we reached Benevente in the later afternoon, we started looking for a campsite. We found 3 – they were all either closed or shutdown. So we decided to drive another hour and wildcamp again. We had not filled the water butt, but figured we could do another night with what we had.
We turned West towards the coast and followed the 525 which runs parallel to the main road along the Spain/Portugal border. We reached Rionegra de Puente before we found a suitable spot to stop. Again on the river, the small town had very strange church bells – sounded more like those chiming doorbells some people have in their homes; We both expected to hear a tannoy announcement every fifteen minutes after they went off.
The picnic area had barbecues, tables and came with its own herd of sheep that came storming through after tea time, banging into the van as Ant managed to retrieve anything that was outside before it got munched!