Valderrobres to Calaceite

This was to be our first quiet morning and a chance to catch up with our respective blogging duties, and I think we made some progress following a pretty non-stop week. We exchanged blog addresses and waved goodbye to some Autotrail neighbours, T&J, from Devon. Their’s was probably the largest Autotrail motorhome we’ve ever seen, whereas ours is way down the other end of the scale.

Actually, after a quick look at our Random Motorhome Travels blog (, that we’ve been publishing for a few years now, it was T&J’s suggestion that our regular travelling updates, including loads of photos, would go down well on Facebook. So thanks to them I was prompted to look into how I could do this – one of those jobs I’d been putting off.

So thanks T&J, our Facebook Page, Random Motorhome Travels, has had a very encouraging response in its first few days, with over 50 follows at the time of writing. To put this into context, our web-based blog currently has about 80 followers, but that’s after a few years of publishing. If you haven’t followed us on Facebook yet, please check us out there and see if it’s the sort of highly visual content that might inspire your travels.

Anyway, after a trip to the local grocery store we had a simple lunch onboard at Valderrobres lovely aire, and then headed up the beautiful mountainous valley using our essential Backroads Spain book by Dorling Kindersley. This guided us on our tour last year and it’s looking promising for this trip.

First brief stop was the small town of Belceite, which is highly recommended for a proper visit by many, but ours was a fleeting stop. We then headed through the hilltop town of Cretas, and stopped at the next town, Calaceite, which was also situated on a hill, and overlooking a vast plain. They have a simple, but well-appointed, motorhome aire there and a very generous two-tier gravel carpark that gave us incredible open views over the plain. There were a few rumbles of thunder plus a few drops of rain but this soon passed and were then treated to the sun illuminating the terrain plus a complete double rainbow.

We had the place totally to ourselves for the night and other than the odd agricultural vehicle passing along the track below, we only saw a solitary dog-walker in the whole time we were there. Chatting to the lady in the Tourist Information office we found out that the aire had only been there about 6 months, which explains why it wasn’t in our Aires book, but was on the Park4night app, which is updated constantly by users.

A highly recommended stop, even if you’re on your long slog North after the Winter, or on your way South. Definitely worth a small detour and a lovely town to visit too.


Cunit to Valderrobres

• Day 5 – In the morning, a pleasant policeman asked us, and our neighbours to move to the parking area just behind where we were, which was easy. Temperature began to rise to the high teens. We headed off with the plan to start heading for the hills at Tortosa, where we stopped at a well-appointed aire for a late lunch and to take advantage of all the services. We then found ourselves in some spectacular mountainous scenery and, also with it being the weekend, began to feel that our trip had truly begun


Peralada to Cunit

After crossing the border, we overnighted at the aire at the pleasant Spanish town of Peralada, with its roosting storks nearby, where we’d had a successful night last year.

• Day 4 – My plan was to head SE to the coast and work our way along it for a bit until we would head inland to reach roughly where we’d given up travelling South last year. We’re not great lovers of built up coastlines but thought we’d cover it as part of our journey anyway. Nothing really grabbed us on this route, but we were pleased after a bit of research (thank you “Free Camping UK and Europe” Facebook group), to find a handy park4night next to the beach with palm trees in the coastal town of Cunit


Dordogne to the Spanish Border

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• Day 2 – Realised that our decision to head this way, although a very pleasant route and geographically correct as we were heading for the Mediterranean entry point to Spain, would be slower. Overnighted at a perfectly decent aire at Salles sur l’Hers

• Day 3 – This would be the day we crossed that Spanish border. It didn’t look far on the map, but turned out to be quite a long journey. SatNav lady was directing us over the foothills of the Pyrenees, which would have been OK, but it was a route we took last year and I fancied a change, plus faster roads. We did take in some of the lovely foothill roads, but were mainly on the major roads


2018 Trip to Spain Begins

We have finally managed to get away this year, following a couple of false starts due to unexpected work commitments & sudden extreme Winter weather.

And, now on our 6th day, I have finally managed to make a start on our blog. In my defence, up until yesterday evening we have been constantly driving and/or I’ve had quite a lot of work to be getting on with.

So, 900 miles later we have finally picked up at the point last year where we stopped heading South and turned Westward due to the heat. If all goes well you should be able to see our route in the photos below.

We are currently in the “largely undiscovered area of Matarraña, an area of abundant wildlife, medieval villages, waterfalls, rivers, and constant views of an ancient mountain range.” What’s not to love about that lot? We’re about to find out for ourselves.

But I’m getting ahead of myself, what of the last 5 days. My summary begins as follows, but please bear with us as we play catch-up:

• Evening boat to St Malo. Drove just South of Rennes to a pleasant aire at Messac overlooking a small marina on the Nantes Brest canal

• Day 1 – Made good progress South, then took a sudden executive decision to head across the Dordogne for a change of scenery. Completely coincidentally found ourselves outside the chateau in Charras which was where we stayed on our first ever French holiday as a family of 4. How strange was that? Kept on driving and overnighted at the beautiful town of Bourdeilles, right next to the river

More to follow shortly…