Direction Portugal Day 43

My bike is fit again and so am I.

Two days ago, I reached the highest point of my journey, 1300 meters. It's not all downhill from here, there are still ups and downs.

Cork oaks are now appearing and pigs or bulls are frolicking under the trees. Sometimes very picturesque.

Today, I cycled through a national park. Unfortunately, half of the way was in dense fog. Despite the fog, I took a break and suddenly, the sun came out and the views were amazing.